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Burning down stories of ourWhen I can’t ease off your sorrowWe stare at your child faceTrying to fill up empty placesWilling to careSweet words in our prayersLaying candles on our windowsWhen you seem to loose your way homeLong as you may see the lightGuiding you althrough the nightLearning to pretendGold spoons in our handsHey you are my somebody to forgetWill we stand again and call for those days of gloryREFRAIN :I have no story, nor wordsThere was a time we weren't so quite'bout your sentimentsProud to make believe, make believewaving history like flagsThere was a time we weren't so quiteAt your sentimentsProud to make believe, make believe From Letras Mania