delafisicos
[Instrumental]
Lead me from tortured dreams childhood themes of nights alone.
Wipe away endless years, childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion, illusions dark blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow the dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided decided by limits drawn
on charts of my past ways and pathways since I was born.
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
Lead me from tortured dreams childhood themes of nights alone.
Wipe away endless years, childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion, illusions dark blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow the dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided decided by limits drawn
on charts of my past ways and pathways since I was born.
[Instrumental]
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