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A Breeze From The Cut From The Knife


I don’t know where I’ve been, I don’t know where I’m heading
but I know where I am, I am her I’m alone I am free
flying high above my broken life
what’s left’s just a breeze from the cut from the knife
what’s left’s just a wound from my past life.

But off course I wish things were different
wish for answers for questions but I know
off course I wish I was different
with a rose instead of a stone for a heart
off course I wish he would listen
when I pray for my life, pray for a brand new start.

I don’t know where I’m going, I don’t know where I’ll end up
but I know where I’m aiming, for my life to stop, oh my life
cause what’s left’s just breeze from the cut from the knife
what’s left’s just a open wound from my past life.

So off course I wish things were different
wish for answers for questions but I know
off course I wish I was different
with a rose instead of a stone for a heart
off course I wish he would listen
when I pray for my life, pray for a brand new start.

I don’t know where I’ll end up or how to come to a stop
but I know how to move on
I just fly high above my old life
cause at least I’ve got a breeze from the cut from the knife
at least I’ve got a gaping wound from my past life.

But off course I wish things were different
wish for answers for questions but I know
off course I wish I was different
with a rose instead of a stone for a heart
off course I wish he would listen
when I pray for my life, pray for a brand new start
when I pray for a brand new start.




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Publicerad 2009-05-31 00:10



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