Step out of my cirkel
Close the door
on your way out
Step out of my cirkle
I've had enough of it
It didn't work out any longer
You've ruined my way
way of living,
the cirkel of my life
Why have my red roses
become pink?
And did the sun not shine
on my tiny tree?
It's because of you
The mess you left,
but I ain't gonne clean it
I'm gonne start a new life
The seed for new roses,
the light for my tree
All the power that I need
is here, deep inside me
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| Hans Winter: | Zaterdag, juni 22, 2002 01:10 |
| de kracht om je deur te sluiten de macht om de dag van buiten naar binnen door te sluizen. groetje, peetoom hans |
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| Auteur: vlinder538 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 juni 2002 | ||
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