Из альбома: Every Kind of Mood: Randy, Randi, Randee

Unwounded
Composed by Steve B-Zet
Let it go, let it pass let it leave
And your world turns out to be
A place where you can breathe
Don’t let the pain cover the past
Or your memories
And what was bright
Is not getting dark because you’re agreed
The days keep passing by Although I find no reason
And every little step I make seems wasted
However one thing’s sure …
That I will find my way back unwounded
Yes I will find my way back unwounded
Like a stranger with myself
And every move seems incomplete
What I miss is what I gave
So let it fade and keep the seed
Cos I will find my way back unwounded
Yes I will find my way back unwounded
Well I will find my way back unwounded (repeat)

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