Just an ordinary friday night
Sitting here in my darken room
Thinking about my life
Thinking about my journey
Feeling suddenly incomplete
Feeling suddenly empty
Wondering what is it like to be complete
Wondering what is it like to be loved
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Oh simple things, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and i need something to rely on
So tell me when, you're gonna let me in?
I'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go?
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know?
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