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Most of the time the colour of the sky is the most beautiful thing in the world
But sometimes it turns so dark
So dark I can’t find my way out
I can’t see what happens around me
I can’t hear the wonderful sound of the wind
When everything turns dark I don’t know where to turn
I don’t know which way to go to find the colours
I don’t know which road to choose to turn on the lights again
Sometimes I just want to lie down and wait for the darkness to disappear
I just want to huddle up in a corner, close my eyes and when I open them up again
All the colours of the sky will be back
I will see what happens around me
I will hear the sound of the wind
I hope tomorrow I can see the sky again
I hope that tomorrow is the day that I find the right road
The road that leads to the colours
The road that turns on the lights
Because this darkness is starting to scare me…
But sometimes it turns so dark
So dark I can’t find my way out
I can’t see what happens around me
I can’t hear the wonderful sound of the wind
When everything turns dark I don’t know where to turn
I don’t know which way to go to find the colours
I don’t know which road to choose to turn on the lights again
Sometimes I just want to lie down and wait for the darkness to disappear
I just want to huddle up in a corner, close my eyes and when I open them up again
All the colours of the sky will be back
I will see what happens around me
I will hear the sound of the wind
I hope tomorrow I can see the sky again
I hope that tomorrow is the day that I find the right road
The road that leads to the colours
The road that turns on the lights
Because this darkness is starting to scare me…
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