I¡¯d like to stay and linger in this very moment
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At least for a year
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But I am floating on the surface of my life
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It seems I can¡¯t control anything
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Like an outsider looking in
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I always thought that I need to prepare for things to come
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It turned out I¡¯m already in the middle of my life
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And it¡¯s the only one I¡¯ve got
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What was I waiting for?
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It¡¯s all happening now
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Living happens in between your hopes and dreams and fears
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Stay still for a while and then you¡¯ll hear
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When will my life end? when will it begin?
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What is the bubble made of I am in?
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Sometimes I ask myself which is the right question to ask myself:
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?When will my life end?¡° or ?when will it begin?¡°
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What is the bubble made of I am in?
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So you should take care? cause if you look the wrong way
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At the wrong place, the wrong time, the wrong day
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It can easily happen that you miss your life
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While waiting for it to arrive
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Asking yourself
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When will my life end? when will it begin?
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What is the bubble made of I am in?
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Sometimes I ask myself which is the right question to ask myself:
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?When will my life end?¡° or ?when will it begin?¡°
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What is the bubble made of I am in?
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Isn¡¯t it hilarious:
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We¡¯re walking side by side
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And everyone¡¯s thinking
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He¡¯s the only lonely
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And we¡¯re asking ourselves:
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What is the bubble made of I am in?
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The Bubble I Am In
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| Lunik |
