Seven hundred times
I thought of you
A voice of innocence
I hear it calling
I know it´s you
Now I realize
That it´s just hurting
For the first time
I feel it aching
I know it´s you
Seven hundred lies
Seven hundred ways
To hide the fact
That I am longing
Longing for you
But now I see it ... I feel it ...
It seems so right
A trace of light
That I will follow
Till I reach you
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