What is that strange air in the sky? Why am I standing here crying? Mixture of places, all those phases passing by Why is my window open why? Being a rider, I am looking for a hope and destiny Being a rider, I am looking for a hope and destiny I am a lonely boy I’ve been alone all my life And I’ll be alone until she comes, She will come in the morning We are the lonely boys We’ve been alone, all our lives And will be alone until she comes Things are getting strange it's hard to say I am dying in my bed Why don’t you come now? Don’t you know that it's alright? Why is my window open why? I am a lonely boy I’ve been alone all my life And I’ll be alone until she comes, She will come in the morning We are the lonely boys We’ve been alone, all our lives And will be alone until she comes.
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