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I'm in the waiting line between the cross and the corner and it's the second time you left a glimpse in the dark don't care for candle lights, another voice of expectation it leaves me hanging dry but with a hint of a spark and there's a random sound that tells you time is running meager with no complaints of mine a subtle tear from your eye we wind these troubles to a ball of thread lead and follow lead and follow lead and follow and throw it back and forth and back again lead and follow lead and follow lead and follow i'm in the waiting line between the cross and the corner but it's the second time you left a glimpse in the dark don't care for squeamish talks another voice of complication Letras de cancionesit leaves you hanging dry but with a hint of a spark we wind these troubles to a ball of thread lead and follow lead and follow lead and follow and throw it back and forth and back again lead and follow lead and follow lead and follow (Dank an Lisa für den Text) From Letras Mania