Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
Michael Schulte
I'm not running out of alibis
So inventive
I'm a little scared of waking up
In someone else's dream
It's so unreal
Lost in phrases
Left no trace
All I can see is the moon
Wrapped up in silence
All I can say it's too soon
Dawn is breaking - dusk has gone
Waking up the morning sun
I'm not gonna find you
I can't fight the ghost of you in me
You're in my head
Wonder how your voice would sound to me
Whispering " I'll be true"
But still I'm here
Thought colliding
Come undone
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