Let The Sun Shein

I saw it in your eyes, which now is lost
Like I must say goodbye to the sunset
I just come back into the endless shadow
In my world it rains, always rains
I want to be a daydreamer in the sun rather than swallowing in the rain
But I must leave, on the way beneath the twilight
With sighing
When again comes the sun
Without sadness smile?

by Christine Apfelsine

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