Those dreams I do not dare to dream
Nor do I dare to speak
Afraid of losing them
pursued by sin.
The desire to reach the unreachable.
Those dreams that become untouched by hate and jealousy
When do I begin to see
The light that come from within me.
There's a possibility that all that I see
Is hidden from me.
Help me stretch my fingers to reach the impossible.
Nor do I dare to speak
Afraid of losing them
pursued by sin.
The desire to reach the unreachable.
Those dreams that become untouched by hate and jealousy
When do I begin to see
The light that come from within me.
There's a possibility that all that I see
Is hidden from me.
Help me stretch my fingers to reach the impossible.
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