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Текст: Simon Says. On My Way.

I am lost inside like an innocent child
I am motionless, I'm paralyzed, I'm losing

I never wanted to change, everything got rearranged
Now all these words don't mean anything

I am on my way, hoping to find my friends

Corner store is still there, once a glance, now a stare
I discern all those good times from present

We wonder what life is like once we are grown and old enough
Now all we wanna be is young again, oh, I'm dying

I am on my way, hoping to find my friend
All these memories illustrate childhood dreams

And what does it mean to be in heaven?
And what does it mean to be alive and?

I am on my way, hoping to find my friend
All these memories illustrate childhood dreams

Don't you look at me and don't you question me and
Don't you wonder why I've altered my direction?

I am on my way, hoping to find my friend
All these memories illustrate childhood dreams