
They called me lost,
I was the guy with a dazed look,
Never present,
Always past or future.
My head was full of
ambition
stories
music
scenes
pictures
And then you came
They all got swept away
I have no regret
I could lose it all a million times
Just for you...
You found me
And I found myself through you
But they still call me lost....
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