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I can't get my mind out of those memories
Now time to tell them "Don't take my dream"
Still music keeps on turning me from the words that hurt my soul
Removing doubts from my mind

These long days passing by from that door, like late summer they slowly fade away
Finding ways through the favorite tune, play all day with my eyes closed

Those long days passing by from that door, like late summer they slowly fade away
Finding ways through the favorite tune, filling me with those sounds

I can't get my mind out of those memories
Now time to tell them "Don't take my dream"
Still music keeps on turning me from the words that hurt my soul
Removing doubts from my mind

These long days passing by from that door, like late summer they slowly fade away
Finding ways through the favorite tune, play all day with my eyes closed

Those long days passing by from that door, like late summer they slowly fade away
Finding ways through the favorite tune, filling me with those sounds

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