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Every morning expectations. What I've left there, on my pillow, must be my dreams. And my mind is a questionmark. And my heart is pounding. Every day brings a question to every person. Every soul. Every man. Every woman. All my life is a precious time. And my heart is pounding. I wanna go where you go. I want to be in your light. Trying to see you shining. Being around 'cos you're mesmerizing. And my heart is exploding. From Letras Mania