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At The Edge Of The World You Will
How does it measure up?Was I good enough?I'll never know...And if it's meant to be,What will it mean to me?I never want to know...Always headstrong calling me homeThere was a place I belonged.And as I fill my cupI wonder how I had enoughAnd I'm not sure...What will be, will beNot without some mysteryThat I'm sure...Always headstrong calling me homeThere was a place I belonged.
From Letras Mania