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You say the world's an eventful placeYou give me newsI don't want to knowYou say that I should careThat I should speak my mindOh, but how can I speak of the worldRushing byWith a lump in my throatAnd tears in my eyesOh, have we come to the point of no turning backOr is it still time to get intoThe swing of thingsLet us walk through this windless cityI'll go on till the winter gets meOh, "sleep..." you wrote "sleep, my dear"In a letter somewhereOh, but how can I sleep with yourvoice in my headWith an ocean between usAnd room in my bedOh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the gripOr is it still time to get intoThe swing of thingsOh, when she glows in the darkAnd I'm weak by the sightOf this breathtaking beautyIn which I can hideOh, there's a worldful out thereOf people I fearBut given time I'll get intoThe swing of thingsYes, when she glows in the dark andI'm struck by the sightI know that I'll need this for the rest of my lifeWhat have I doneWhat lies I have toldI've played games with the ones thatrescued my soulOh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the gripOr is it still time to get intoThe swing of thingsTradução
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