Another Story Is Ending
Now I'm standing here
No one to wipe away my tears
No one to keep me warm
And no one to walk along with
No one to make me feel
No one to make me hoped
What am I to do?
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I'm standing here alone
It doesn't seem so clear to me
What am I supposed to do about this burning, heart of mine?
What am I to do?
Or how should I react?
Tell me please...*
* Stories - VIKTOR LAZLO, 1986
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