Wicked world, wicked feeling
The sky above, life is drifting
Come take my hand, don't let go
The night so shallow, dreams can't hold
I find a star where ever I go
She looks so pale, wishes unfold
I find myself walking around in circle
Couldn't hold a grip of life, yet I tried to
Wade off the nightmares running free
Hope came to rescue the day's will
All Rights Reserved (c) Akan E. Udofia 2015
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