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A thousand floors
Marco Prates | Vicente Casanova
I see the other side in your eyes, the side which wants to say: Come to ending my thirst now
I see through time the pains that roam alone
Enrich weak souls, take their course and go away, go away
No matter what you do, the love always comes and goes
And lets the one who once loved alone
Lets the thoughts crazy, does that much becomes little
And I ask myself: Who am I?
I know you don’t know how much is lost and apart
There is a distance of a thousand floors between us
I know you don’t know how much is lost and apart
In a thousand floors I know we are alone
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