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Driven by a dubious truth Lost in countless doubts Flying on the wings of youth Ever far from nous Swallow what you hate the most Fly into the blue Soon you`ll end up as the ghost Of what once was you Waiting for the sun to shine Lay relief on me Wishing god can hear my whine Plant belief in me Nourished by a hope that feeds A dying zest for life Stumbling on the path that leads To a mine of light When I look into the skies Then I have to realize That your love has left me cold Keep your grace and let me go When I look into the skies Then I have to realize That your greatness is a tale And my soul is not for sale When I look into the skies... From Letras Mania