You can find the door

by Bex   Jan 11, 2005


If my head was not so full of that stuff that was said
If I would only believe those fairy tales that i read
Maybe I’m cursed
To be empty, sure i'm not the first

Only shooting stars can break those moulds that hold us in one place
I’m not going to put my self away in a glass case
I’m not scared of the world any more
I have you to stand by me you can find me the door

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