The world looks an ugly shade of grey
A nightmare of anger bound around me
Fascinating, breathtaking and threatening me
Sometimes when I feel lonely
The world looks an ugly shade of blue
Thorns of wicked spiders rush down on sleeping beauties
Engraving, renaming and endangering
Sometimes when I feel lonely
Empty souls in an empty world feed on empty songs
Lost, falling down and drowning in self pitied sorrows
Despaired and hungered for nothing but peace and love
Sometimes when I feel lonely
The world doesn’t look so grey at all
A willing heart and profound compassion has found me
Colouring, healing and fulfilling me…
…He, the one, born to be my destiny
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