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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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