In the dark, you will always find her searching
Her sister died in vain…
Oh, so strong, behinds her eyes she keeps her sorrow
But I can tell she’s sad…
Memory – she will never really grasp it
She’s waltzing on alone…
Oh, dear God, promise me there is a heaven
I beg you’re there today
Someday she’ll be okay…
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