Woorden: Babylonia. Waiting For A Sun.

I'm sitting here
I stare at the sea
Waiting for a sun
To shine for me
I'm sitting here
I face the rain
Waiting for a sun
To warm me again
I belong to fears
I'm fragile, full of need
Inspired, but I feel old
How many lives have I lived?
My tingle of youth
Has gone away, gone away forever
Although I tried so hard
It's a mood that lingers

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