Lirieke: Rachel Zamsteen. Saved.

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It's too late now for maybes

Tomorrow's come and died away

Who will be my happy girl now?

Now that she is gone



Who will save us?

We will save us



I'll try not to wear my heart on my sleeve today

I went to a special school for that

We spent most of our time walking on a one-floored building

With windows the size of a looking glass



Who will save us?

We will save us



I want to run through a field with my red dress on

Blowing in the wind

I want to fly through the air with my wings open wide



Who will save us?

We will save us