what will be tomorrow
how can I survive
where will be the path
what will be my life
what will be the reason
please show me a way
lost in my emotions
what remains to stay
I don´t see any meaning
millions cry for thee
can´t you see their teardrops
are filling up the sea
I don´t see any meaning
millions cry for thee
can´t you see their teardrops
are filling up the sea
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by Dickinson (for Dale)