
When I'm on my way home, standing in a too busy train.
No one looks happy, lucky or something else what should be good.
No one looks happy, lucky or something else what should be good.
I am, I don't really look like I am.
I think I don't really look like I am.
But when I listen to my fav song, I'm the luckiest girl in the whole world.
So I close my eyes, and I'm in the middle of Heaven.
Between all the shining stars.
And with you, the one I miss soo much.
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