I dont know what im dreaming ‘bout
I dont know who I miss.
I donno the place I am homesick for
If really does exists.
Behind a lonely sigh, A turmoil refuses to die. Behind the closed eyes My dreams silently cry
I dont know what im dreaming ‘bout
I dont know who I miss.
I donno the place I am homesick for
If really does exists.
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