The voice of loss is sighing
Through the rain
And as I turn around
Nothing is to be found
For hours now upon
This endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?
Alone
Alone
A soaring hope is
Reeling in my head
I can't remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find
I'm standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound
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