Из альбома: Best Wishes
While your father is gone,
While you're talking about
your hopeful wannabe
Wheater changes, leaves fall down
You watch your dog suddenly old
And your mirror's broken
The time of your wannabe
Ran away on the first flight
You want a song from your companion
But he doesn't play
And you knock at the door...
behind there's your wide world
You never opened it before
Climb the stairs to the first floor
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