Every face I see is cold as ice, Everything I touch is pale, Ever since I lost imagination. Like a stream that flows into the sea, I am lost for all eternity, Ever since you took your love away from me. Sometimes the sound of goodbye, Is louder than any drumbeat.
Every face I see is cold as ice, Everything I touch is pale, Ever since I lost imagination. Like a stream that flows into the sea, I am lost for all eternity, Ever since you took your love away from me. Sometimes the sound of goodbye, Is louder than any drumbeat.
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Every face I see is cold as ice, Everything I touch is pale, Ever since I lost imagination. Like a stream that flows into the sea, I am lost for all eternity, Ever since you took your love away from me. Sometimes the sound of goodbye, Is louder than any drumbeat.