Heaven
A gateway to hope
Just like a feeling
I need, it's no joke
And though it hurts me
To see you this way
Betrayed by words
I'd never heard
Too hard to say them
From time to time
I find I lost
Some meaning
That was urgent
To myself
I do believe
Up, down, turn around; please don't let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I'll walk alone; find my soul as I go home
Oh it's the last time, it's the last time...
moby
look at us we’re beautiful..
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