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Days of Silence

Days of silence hotel room but the noise comes from inside Sunny day beautiful view so many things on my mind In the mirror my reflection I take a look, then turn around Days of silence sounds inside what's to become of my life? So much love communication on the verge of desperation So much hope but differences are playing with our senses Days of silence think of me when you go to sleep Days of silence it's the night I look at the moon and cry ...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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