Rukhsana Merrise - Standing Still | Текст песни

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• Rukhsana Merrise
• Standing Still

In this town this funny place,
Town this little space,
In this town,
I lay down.

Waiting here for another face,
Something fancy to chase away the blues,
I hear truth.

In this crowd that's never changed,
Crowd where every face, loves this town
I wait around.

Walk these roads different times a day,
Night lights brighten up this place,
My home,
My home town.

Stop I'm standing still,
Saying that I will,
Move slowly.

Plenty time to kill,
Hoping that I will,
Move slowly.

Even when the light is lost,
The days are dark,
I loose my hope,
I find a way to flight my fall,
Go slow,
No place like home.

Stop I'm standing still,
Saying that I will,
Move slowly.

Plenty time to kill,
Hoping that I will,
Move slowly.

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