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You’ll go your way, I’ll stay like something dead down on the road.
Grey asphalt cannot hide my nakedness before the life,
So I must keep on fighting and find some pleasure in being alone...
Please show me what you’ve hidden from all the others inside your mind!
Can someone read your eyes and thoughts and lips?
I don’t know why it’s raining and if it’ll ever stop...
But you must know: as long as light exists within your soul,
You can depend on me and trust my new-born hope.