Sometimes I fly, A bit, to high. I don't look back, Aiming high, And want you by my side. It's not that I don't want, But I'm just not aware... That, on the way, I forget, I should care... I crossed the line. In my perfect world, everything was fine When you let go of my hand, Then I know... It was to late... Wind takes me far... But you don't move from the place, Where you stand I see your eyes, There is pain, I see, trust is broken... I press my hand on my chest, I feel... sting of defeat Well, let it burn... I deserve it... I crossed the line. In my perfect world, everything was fine When you let go of my hand, Then I know... It was to late... Aaaaa... Aa... Although, I know It's my fault... I wanna run back, But it seems I ran from it... I crossed the line. In my perfect world, everything was fine When you let go of my hand, Then I know... It was to late... I crossed the line. In my perfect world, everything was fine When you let go of my hand, Then I know... It was to late...
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