your heart is pure,
and your mind is dear.



6.3.11

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I want to believe
I want to believe
I want to believe
I want to believe
just keep counting the stars
like someday you'll find out
just how many there are
and we all can go home


'cuz there's nothing as sad
as a man on his back
counting stars
but, I want to believe
yes, I want to believe

'cuz there's nothing as sad
as a man on his back
counting stars


 * | si,io voglio credere |


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