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Espera

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 04.09.2012

People I almost gave up holding on
Watching us give into our fears
I almost believe
Almost believe
All the world is helpless sorrow
No hope for a bright tomorrow
But I'm not sure enough
To give it up...no

Now as I learn how I must work for change
I nearly cave in from the weight
I almost believe
Almost believe
All the sorrows will consume me
'til peace among men I never can see
But I'm not sure enough to give it up

I'll keep faith
Like so many souls who won't be drowned
By evil in the world
I HAVE FAITH IN MANKIND
That we can guide our choices towards a healthy world

In time to ease our bind
For only hard work through time
Can change men's minds, I know
If we make some small changes now
We'll heal ourselves, some way, some how

I don't expect to ever taste the fruit
My life devoted could bring forth
I almost believe
Well I do believe
Oh the path to peace is endless
So, choosing to close our eyes makes our fault mendless
Of this I'm sure enough

I WON'T GIVE UP
I'M SURE ENOUGH
AND I WON'T GIVE UP
I'M SURE ENOUGH
AND I WON'T GIVE UP


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