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I couldn't stand to see what's become of me I can't see the other shore and where I want to be
I won't fight another war, but how it's gonna be? I've run too late, every time I say, doesn't that now appear anyhow?
I can't see the other shore and where I want to be I won't fight another war
But oh, maybe I'll be fine in the city of desire Oh, maybe I'll be fine in the city of desire
It's all the same today, look the other way, couldn't stand to see what's become of me
Don't say they want to turn back time, but I know that it's true, I have left it all behind
But oh, maybe I'll be fine in the city of desire
What's become of me?
Oh, maybe I'll be fine in the city of desire
Oh, maybe I'll be fine in the city of desire
What's become of me?
