I know Music spend your life Music, find yourself. Music lost, Music realize there’s. Nowhere to go Music and you’ve done your Music, but you also had your Music every time you return. You see it in your tired eyes: Music can’t, be anything like love. Can it no? No, it must be it’ll, be lovely Music, so Music realize there’s, Music Music. I stay waiting for you, um Music. In the darkest hour i wan na, come for you, i Music.