Javie Bahama - Puppy Dreams
Tell me how many timesI'll have to sell my soul
Cause these days it feels like
I'm only getting old
What's the point of making all this noise
When no one will hear your voice
They all moved on
And you'll never cross their minds
The world is cold
You can't let the dreaming die
Written by:
Francisco Herrera
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