The Abandoned One

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    Days are passing, weeks are counted
    Two weeks, four weeks, six weeks gone
    Where am I now, I'm missing home
    Behind locked doors they await my plea
    Do they all see through me, do they all know?

    [Prechorus]
    I'm sending this message to all
    Hoping sometime it will reach a shore
    Someone to find, bring back hope
    I will wait - cold and forlorn

    [Chorus]
    Does it matter where we are
    In an orphan home, or in a mansion of gold
    All these people with no place to call home
    Too bad no one cares
    Who decides where the journey starts

    A tidal wave will bring me safe away
    Until I reach a distant shore
    I've been away for a long time now
    No one is waiting for me I know
    Time will erase all my darkest dreams
    I'm still counting days

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    [Prechorus]
    I'm sending this message to all
    Hoping sometime it will reach a shore
    Someone to find, bring back hope
    I will wait - cold and forlorn

    [Chorus]
    Does it matter where we are
    In an orphan home, or in a mansion of gold
    All these people with no place to call home
    Too bad no one cares
    Who decides where the journey starts

    Days are passing, weeks are counted
    Two weeks, four weeks, six weeks gone
    Where am I now, I'm missing home
    Behind locked doors they await my plea
    Do they all see through me, do they all know?
    No one is waiting for me, I know...

    It's all going to get better now
    Fool's paradise - the promised fields
    Thinking positive, not the opposite
    After the tide, a new dawn will rise

    It's all going to get better now
    The beholder comes, to clear my head
    Thinking positive, not the opposite
    Six feet under, the end to it all will come

    [Prechorus]
    I'm sending this message to all
    Hoping sometime it will reach a shore
    Someone to find, bring back hope
    I will wait - cold and forlorn

    [Chorus]
    Does it matter where we are
    In an orphan home, or in a mansion of gold
    All these people with no place to call home
    Too bad no one cares
    Who decides where the journey starts

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    Composición: Oddleif Stensland

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