Oh Lord, don't take it from me, don't take it yourselves
far far, there's this little girl
she was praying for something to happen to her
everyday she writes words and more words
just to speak out the thoughts that keep floating inside
and she's strong when the dreams come, cos' they
take her, cover her, they are all over
the reality looks far now, but don't go
how can you stay outside?
there's a beautiful mess inside
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