Will the sun shine for me some day?
Once I lived,
once I'll die.
But this way of living,
is making me cry.
Can't take this changing,
can't understand this way.
I just hope,
the sun will shine again, some day..
once I'll die.
But this way of living,
is making me cry.
Can't take this changing,
can't understand this way.
I just hope,
the sun will shine again, some day..
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| Auteur: Ukkie | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: bevertje | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 januari 2003 | ||
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