All My Faith Lost ... - russia | Текст песни

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• All My Faith Lost ...
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You draw me from my presence state
The candles die, the room swirls, the night almost gone
In an instant I imagine perfection
We pull so tight; needing to fulfill every dream;
To replace every nightmare, to erase every tear
When I find you, will I understand?
When I find you, will this all drift away?
When I find you, will I be who I wish to be?