
Keithrichards
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Hi Leute, hoffe ihr hattet schöne Ostern, ich hab mir mal wieder Zeit genommen für einen kleinen Text,aber ich denke da dürfte der ein oder andere Fehler drinnen sein wie eh und je
.Schaut mal rüber uns sagt mir was ihr davon haltet
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Verse 1:
After considerable time
I am sitting here in front of my window and
Gazing at the people outside, the ones which gather
On the road, the colors of the leaves are changing and
I dont know what Im waitin for
Help me out of this misery
Elsewhere its too late
My life is like a double edged sword
It needs just a moment until I am the risin sun
It needs just a moment until I cant see me anymore
Chorus 1:
Give a dream a picture
Full of fantasies and promises
Break the spell, which hold you back like a barrage
Dont take notice of painting walls
Otherwise youll stay on thin ice
Verse 2:
Once upon a time
I was sitting on the bench in the park
I was more than wounded, the color of my skin faded away
I didnt know what I have done
Throw me out of this hole
Otherwise Im sometime not longer here
My life, its still in the balance
My life, its a thought, which let me believe in
Chorus 2:
Give a dream a picture
Full of colors and illusions
Destroy the fraudulent beauty of a fairy tale, which embrace you
Dont take notice of painting walls
At last youll understand everything
1 x Chorus

Verse 1:
After considerable time
I am sitting here in front of my window and
Gazing at the people outside, the ones which gather
On the road, the colors of the leaves are changing and
I dont know what Im waitin for
Help me out of this misery
Elsewhere its too late
My life is like a double edged sword
It needs just a moment until I am the risin sun
It needs just a moment until I cant see me anymore
Chorus 1:
Give a dream a picture
Full of fantasies and promises
Break the spell, which hold you back like a barrage
Dont take notice of painting walls
Otherwise youll stay on thin ice
Verse 2:
Once upon a time
I was sitting on the bench in the park
I was more than wounded, the color of my skin faded away
I didnt know what I have done
Throw me out of this hole
Otherwise Im sometime not longer here
My life, its still in the balance
My life, its a thought, which let me believe in
Chorus 2:
Give a dream a picture
Full of colors and illusions
Destroy the fraudulent beauty of a fairy tale, which embrace you
Dont take notice of painting walls
At last youll understand everything
1 x Chorus
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