Listen to you,
A little more than you already do-
And then you will know-
That there is nothing more you need to do
To make life better, than just be you.
Believe in your dreams,
However berserk it seems-
And then you will know-
That there is more fun than hunting them down
And then feeling inside you, the ecstasy that beams.
Just a little gift to from me,
Saying that I will always be there and you can turn to me
When bad times be.
And when the good times get back in place,
The happiness may search a word called “we”.
But it will find only you,
And there is part of me
That wishes that every breeze that ever blew,
Blew by you alone.
A little more than you already do-
And then you will know-
That there is nothing more you need to do
To make life better, than just be you.
Believe in your dreams,
However berserk it seems-
And then you will know-
That there is more fun than hunting them down
And then feeling inside you, the ecstasy that beams.
Just a little gift to from me,
Saying that I will always be there and you can turn to me
When bad times be.
And when the good times get back in place,
The happiness may search a word called “we”.
But it will find only you,
And there is part of me
That wishes that every breeze that ever blew,
Blew by you alone.
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