Midnight Dreams And Day Fears
Why is the snow so white, why is the sun so bright. Why is the wind so sweet, when terror is waiting underneath. Why do they love the light, why do they fear the night. Why won't they let me be, the one to make them really see.
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Why is the snow so white, why is the sun so bright. Why is the wind so sweet, when terror is waiting underneath. Why do they love the light, why do they fear the night. Why won't they let me be, the one to make them really see.
