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In the beggar's house of wasted thoughts
I saw you
You took my hand
Led me to another land
Down past the old picture house
We wandered
With no time to be proud
I have to decide now
If I should follow the sorrow or the song
Where do I belong?
The sorrow or the song?
The sorrow or the song?
How the thought of you clings to me like
How the thought of you clings to me like
A haunting school yard
Memory waiting
I'll have to wait turn
Sit and watch them burn
The prison wall, the music hall
The tower clock
Watching over town
I'll have to decide now
If I should follow the sorrow or the song
Where do I belong?
The sorrow or the song?
The sorrow or the song?
HATA BİLDİR
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