Dilara Kasimova - Start A Fire | Текст песни

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Someone's selling garden roses down the square
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People gathering by to breathe the morning air
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But no one sees the bitter cold and shivering empty hands

A school girl running by and trying to beat the bell

People dropping, tossing coins in wishing wells

But no one cares for dreams that don't fit into our world

Maybe nightfall darkens skies

And maybe teardrops stain our eyes

But may the slightest light start a fire

A soldier in the hands of a forgotten mess

Digging out the burning bullets in his chest

So eager, bold and noble - printing footsteps on this earth

Maybe nightfall darkens skies

Maybe teardrops stain our eyes

But may the slightest light start a fire

Start a fire

But may the slightest light start a fire

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