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I can't believe, that this could happen to me so many times
I could never believe, these things could happen to one so many times
that is why I don't know who I am, tonight

waiting for a dream, still it's hours away
just like a dream, you're so far away
looking down the road ahead, waiting for the fog to lift
watch me fall by the wayside
watch me fall by the wayside...

you could never believe, that breaking a heart is not a crime
you could never believe, though you were doing it all of the time
that is why I don't know who you are, tonight.

plagued by hope and faith and loss
waiting for the fog to lift again

you're so far away...