And so many things I'd forgotten
In a world that we shared
With so many things for the asking
Never asked for the madness thereStrange how I find myself
So often on a distant shoreThere's only one thing that's confusing
Was it you? Was it me?
With so many questions unanswered
Or was that part of your mystery?Strange how I find myself
So often on a distant shoreSo many things I'd forgotten
So many things for the askingStrange how I find myself
So often on a distant shore
How I find myself
So often on a distant shore
Composição: Frank Peterson / Jörgen Elofsson.
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