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Teksty: Allen Lande. Ask You Anyway.

When your eyes are growing cold
And your smile is far away
All your dreams are feeling old
No more words left here to say
But I wish that you would stay
Maybe I will ask you anyway

It's hard to remember
A life without a lie
A life made up of honesty
It's hard to recall now
A day without pain
A day just filled with pleasure

When all the beauty disappears
And all that's left are my fears
I gather the last of my strength

When your eyes are growing cold...

I can't believe you
I can not trust your words
There's no way you can speak the truth
Just turn your back now
Just turn and walk away
Don't even look into my eyes

When all the beauty disappears...

When your eyes are growing cold
And all the beauty disappears
All your dreams are feeling old
And I'm left with all my fears
Now your smile is far away
But I gather all my strength
No more words left here to stay
But I wish for you to stay
Maybe I will ask you now
Maybe I don't wanna know
Maybe I will ask you anyway

When all the beauty disappears...

When your eyes are growing cold...
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