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TURN AROUND |
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There floats our conversation Like the clouds in our minds We leave an open invitation To this world we've denied If I turn around Would that be my fault And if I turn around Would that be my loss Feel the raindrops of impression Stinging from above What's the price of this confession We have yet to speak of If I turn around Would that be my fault And if I turn around Would that be my loss Out of sight beyond confusion Still I'm here defining my own truth Paranoia by conclusion What's the point if I'm still missing you And if I turn around If I turn around If I turn around Would that be my fault And if I turn around Would that be my loss And if I turn around And if I turn around And if I turn around |