Oktober...
It looks like the rain doesn't fall on me at all,
Looks like the stars shine brighter with those colors
on the tree's and on my head, doesn't matter at all,
when I should fall, oktober keeps my heart, catches my fall.
Paint the world in all these colors
paint my heart, like it doesn't bleed,
paint my life like it is happy,
makes my faces looks never sad.
Oktober isn't all that bad.
Like the wind, blowing down the streets,
a sea of colors, a sea of pain,
leyes on the street like it's waiting for rain,
like it's waiting for me.
Paint my life, the streets, the rocks on my feet,
paint a little bit of me, oktober,
when spring comes it's all over,
when spring comes it's all over...
Sometimes I wish I could scream and cry,
like there was no world outside,
sweet oktober kept my life,
and in de falling rain I cried.
I think the thunder catched my smile,
when you left me for a while,
and you came back in a flash,
Oktober isn't all that bad.
I try to look but I couldn't see,
the stars are much to far for me,
and with a bright skye I can see,
that you really left me...
That you really left me...
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