Dawn Gothic


Music


There is some thing in the air
There is some thing in my head
There is some thing that I can hear

When I am sad
When I am happy
When I am mad
Music is there

There is some thing that I can fight
There is some thing that I love
There is some thing that I make

When I am sad
When I am happy
When I am mad
Music is there

When no one is there
When no one cares
When no one knows

When I am sad
When I am happy
When I am mad
Music is there

When I live my life
When it is time to say good bye
When they say that its going to be fine, they will say:

When I am sad
When I am happy
Whne I am mad
Music is there.

Submitted: Friday, November 19, 2010

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