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Hallelujah (here he comes) I see seven doors but there's no way out It won't disappear even if I grow up My precious thing, my sweetest thing You know I took the poison stream And I flied over here ... Nothing left that I could bear ... You know your words felt sore But your voice left me a feeling I never had before It's like driving under a pouring rain maybe Or standing outside thinking about what should be I was down but you lift me honey I was cold but you warmed me baby How could I get so desperate When I know you drew my fate I tried to tell but they didn't understand That I just wanted you to know who I am And I carry the heaviest load A cross that can't be sold © Miss Zarashake August 2nd, 1999 For Guillaume Krin |