The RavenMasters - Faraway

Funny how it seems to be a joke
I hang on to my soul
Trying not to fall
But I was gifted with a hope
And a pain
I have no room for rues at all
Just a sigh
I'm dying for every
Single thing you said and you did

A day in the sun and a promise made
To a wind that heard
A long, long time ago
Here it blows
It brings me petals of April
And leads me home
'Cause sometimes
You die for every
Little thing they say and they do

Written by:
Giovanni Massari

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