Days
I knew that you would come, I know you.
Welcome to my kingdom,
some days are cold like the ice in here.
Don?t have to sleep at night, don?t have to.
don?t have to close your eyes,
?cause some days are dark like the
nights with you.
I get this feeling, I get this feeling every time.
(Aaaah) I don?t know, I don?t know.
What to do? Where to go?
Make it right, can you stay for the night?
Days in a maze, full of flames.
What to do? Where to go?
I don?t know when the clouds fill the sky.
(Ooooooooh)
Keep staring at the sea, keep staring.
There?s so much misery for the tidal waves to wash away.
I get this feeling, I get this feeling everytime.
(Aaaah) I don?t know, I don?t know.
What to do? Where to go?
Make it right, can you stay for the night?
Days in a maze, full of flames.
What to do? Where to go?
I don?t know when the clouds fill the sky.
(Ooooooooh)
It?s something deeper it?s something to defend
So lets pretend that the end is not coming yet.
Time is not running get into the shadows
and we can be friends now and forever.
I get this feeling, I get this feeling.
I get this feeling everytime.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah. Aaaaaaaaaaah.
I don?t know, I don?t know.
What to do? Where to go?
Make it right, can you stay for the night?
Days in a maze, full of flames.
What to do? Where to go?
I don?t know when the clouds fill the sky.
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