I found myself singing a song, I really don't know why.
It's hard not to see, that this thing I've been doing is meant for me.
I'm singing a song,
And it's not ordinary,
For I'm not a singer, and not even close to a great music lover.
It's hard not to see, that this thing I've been doing is meant for me.
I'm singing a song,
And it's not ordinary,
For I'm not a singer, and not even close to a great music lover.
It's smooth and comfy,
It gives me serenity.
Eases my depression,
But struck my heart in every direction.
For any reason,
That I don't know why,
But will you come and try
To listen to my song for a while
I'll sing my song
Please feel each line
Be with me,
And give me time
To understand the song
Don't be blind. . .
Open your heart
And give a reason to find,
What i mean in each line
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