I woke up in a dream without you, I woke up
I was quiet and lonely, I handled it, I handled it
My days are not like the old ones, my dear, I burnt
I took my hopes to my mind, I thought everything was you
The World isn't spinning in my hand but my days are passing
Let them open in their bough, maybe my fresh roses might be smelled
If I'm half, strangers can be ashamed, my yesterdays can be ashamed
The World isn't spinning in my hand but my enthusiasms are passing
Human doesn't get used to sorrow, to sorrow
Being without you is not look nice on my face, on my face
Stay and fill another glass, I couldn't get enough grapes
You took my hopes to your mind, you didn't come to my word
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The World isn't spinning in my hand but my days are passing
Let them open in their bough, maybe my fresh roses might be smelled
If I'm half, strangers can be ashamed, my yesterdays can be ashamed
The World isn't spinning in my hand but my enthusiasms are passing