Roads Testo

Testo Roads

The voice of loss is sighing through the rain
And as I turn around
Nothing is to be found
For hours now upon this endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?
Alone
A soaring hope is reeling in my head
I can❝t remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find I❝m standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound
Again
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