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°¡¼ö: Celine Dion(¼¿¸°µð¿Â)

It´s so sad what we have become
Beautiful days we seem to leave so undone
And I don´t know where we will go from here
All I know is that I can´t seem to see the sun
Through the sky from here

Everyone has a finger
But they can´t point me to the light
It can´t be that hard to find
After all we´re so bright

I don´t know if tomorrow has a day
I don´t know if the rays will shine my way again
All I know is that I´m standing in a place where
My futur is like the skies of L.A.
Skies of L.A.

Skies of L.A.

I don´t know if my body can take much more
We´re in the line of the riches (?)
But my mind seems so poor

Everyone has a finger
But they can´t point me to the light
It should´t be that hard to find
After all we´re so bright
I see so many visions
But everyone seems out of sight
The (?) reflection of a light
Skies of L.A.

My futur looks like the skies of L.A.



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Skies Of L.A.
Celine Dion(¼¿¸°µð¿Â)

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