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Golden points on the ceiling of the night
When I see you, my heart gets bright
Like a trusting cover over the endless dark
Yesterday I have met this girl again in the park
I am standing on the balcony and look into the misty wood
How beautiful you are, mother nature, everything’s so good
So in harmony; neither right, nor wrong
That’s the place, where I want to belong
Empty rooms, no signs of life
A castle of a house with no other soul than me
Am I here, where I want to be?
Is this the place, which makes me lucky, when I arrive?
Red haired girl, my heart’s inside and out
When I look at my present life, I start, getting doubt
My thoughts are no more at Dark Kingdom, but do I have to go to you?
I find myself between two fronts, and don’t know, what to do
I look at my Crystal and feel inside my heart a new light
It is warm and lucky, you make me feel allright
But now I have to go, I’ve got a job to do
And my first stage will be you
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return to The Library
