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Wandolea
WHAT I IMAGINE IN MY MIND TONIGHT
WHAT IS THE POINT THAT TIPS THE SCALE TO CHANGE?
SOME NEVER GET THE CHANCE TO REARRANGE
I WALK THE STREETS AND ALWAYS HOPE THEY MIGHT
WHO IN LIFE DECIDES WHAT IS AND ISN'T RIGHT?
COULD IT BE THAT EASY TO INTERCHANGE?
CONVERSATIONS HAVE NO REAL EXCHANGE
DO WE NEED TO HAVE MORE FIRE TO IGNITE?
SANITY IS SUCH A PRICELESS JEWEL
THE EVIL IN THE WORLD IT ALWAYS TAKES
OH, HOW I LOVE THE LAVENDER IN SPRING
I TASTE THE SUGAR CAKE SHE ALWAYS MAKES
HEED THE WORLD FOR SHE IS TRULY CRUEL
I THINK SO MUCH MY EARS THEY ALWAYS RING
