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Where the sun goes to die,
where the wind rests,
there are all the words
of those who have been in love
and have not forgotten
all that there has been.
And I shall wait for the sunset,
some time the wind must pass.
I shall let myself be carried
where the words are born.
I shall look for your words,
I want to bring them back to you.
It is not right that a woman
for fear of making a mistake
cannot fall in love
and has to content herself
with a story which is always the same
of a life to be dreamed.

Where the sun goes to die,
where the wind rests,
I have met many people
who, in a sea of words
and amid utter confusion,
still hope for a love.
It is not right that a woman
for fear of making a mistake
cannot fall in love
and has to content herself
with a story which is always the same
of a life to be forgotten,

Where do you and I begin?
You turn my world around
My feet don t touch the ground
You steal my secrets from within
My dreams are coming true
Should I believe in you?

Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...
Yeah, Yeaahh, Yeeaaah...

Where do you and I...

I dont want no cake on my birthday,
I want my cake errday [x4]

I gone be honest tomorrow aint promised thats why i say this
Here today then you gone like rentin a car from avis
Hurts but its the truth you ?? out that mercedes
Thats why i be on point, im never...

Between the chords of a song years ago
You saw a crack of light or was it a cause to follow?
You’ve been chasing ever since around these streets
For just the promise of a promise and nothing more to keep
You drove us like a crazy man through those narrow cobbled streets
You said...

POS:
Once again it s time to bite more soul
A flavor you will savor in your soul
Wax is distributed and then sold
So watch it turn, bring your next of kin soul
P.A. Mase has rocked it on the console
Scream real...

Of a‚ the airts the wind can blaw
I dearly like the west
For there the bonnie Lassie lives
The Lassie I love best
There’s wild-woods grow, and rivers row
And mony a hill between
But day and night my fancy’s flight
Is ever wi‚ my Jean

I see her in the Dewy folwers
I see her sweet and...