When the mirror is all broken you cannot puzzle the glass
Seven years of bad luck
I think I crash
While you spreading your wings, my wing's turning to ash
Spreading my wings
Learning how to fly
You gotta let me go now
Everything's gonna be alright
Leaving day spring
Destination Sky
Don't worry about me now
No
Everything's gonna be alright
Feel better, feel better for the worse
Everything's gonna be alright.
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