Hold me high
Past, present or the future
I can't remember my way
I can't remember my way
Lost behind my lashes and hidden inside
I talk, dance, laugh, flirt
Never I needed a pair of arms
So much as a heart needs a beat
To lay down myself and my cares
A hand to hold me tight
Never give up on any night
Who would never give up on me
Through the hours and seconds
I shall not give up on myself
A voice from inside of my soul
Someone will belong to me
I talk, dance, laugh, flirt
Never I needed a pair of arms
So much as a heart needs a beat
To lay down myself and my cares
A hand to hold me tight
Never give up on any night
Who would never give up on me
Through the hours and seconds
I shall not give up on myself
A voice from inside of my soul
Someone will belong to me
And will love me without telling
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