| As a child, he used to let the light shine for a while
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| Before the sandman came to sprinkle his eyes
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| By the window, he felt the wind carry his fears away
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| Far beyond from what he had ever prayed
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| The sorrow’s gone, his demons could wait
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| Cause the heaven he found, belonged to his own faith
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| No matter how far from the dreams that he had
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| He knew that everyday could be one to be glad
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| And by the moonlight, he thought about his life
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| What it would be ten years from where he was
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| Carry on wise man, don’t worry you will find
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| And he believed himself after all
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| We’re not alone for the the ride
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| As a man, he shuts the light down as fast as he can
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| Even the starlight cannot sooth his great pain
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| By the window, nothing but the phantoms of his past
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| Haunting the design that he’s trying to reach
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| Why is it gone? |
| Innocence and faith
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| In a life that goes on, every day without any aim
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| Will we ever have the strength, to find back what it takes?
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| To let the sandman come again
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| And feel the wind embracing our skins
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| Every day taking time to relieve from our sins
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| Listening carefully to the signs that
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| Show us where to go
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| Unconsciously, time feeds from our dreams
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| Until all that remains in an empty gleam
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| And consciously, we let our childhood disappear
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| The child inside us grows
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| We stand in line and and are the next one to follow
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| Can your just remember, the last time you laughed
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| Until you lose your breath, instead of faking smile
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| Can’t you just try to sleep, without falling so deep?
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| And be glad to wake up, when the morning has come
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| Open your eyes on a world, where everything is possible
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| And let your light shine for a while
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| And let your light shine for a while |