Another wasted day, such a mess with my life
Can't stand them, staring at me scornfully
It has to stop, it has to change
Can't stand them, staring at me scornfully
It has to stop, it has to change
Not so far away
What a pleasant vision
He is appearing in a streak of light
I drew with blue ink
A star on her shoulder
At last, my deliverance
Come to make me breath again
Catch me, hold me, never let me drown!
Tender finger tips trace on my shoulder
I belong to him
A winding star is blooming
I drew with blue ink
A star on her shoulder
Never felt this way before
Feel safe, feel free
I touch my shoulder with pride
I touch my shoulder with pride
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