Someday I will.

Young girl don't cry. You will soon drift away.

The tears will dry, your wings will spread and you will fly. Just hold on, your time will come. Every single night you ask for a sign that it will all work out fine. Every night you drift away in sleepless dreams. Just hold on. Hold on. Every day a little piece of you die, every day you have to fight just a little bit more. Hold on. Your time will come.

Young girl don't cry. You will soon drift away.













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