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Through the smoke and fiction Of books and pages burning Ashes of confusion All the leaves are turning I still talk a little bit But there's no words for this I still talk a little bit But there's no words for this Wrapped up tight in twilight In a bed I am borrowing My face turns to sorrowing When I'm dreaming about tomorrowing I still hurt a little bit But there's no cure for this I still hurt a little bit But there's no cure for this With a midnight prescription For the star I am swallowing Heaven I am following If they will just allow me in I still wish a little bit Letras de cancionesBut there's no star for this I still wish a little bit But there's no star for this My soul still goes out walking Over bridges that are burning There's lessons I keep learning All the leaves are turning I still pray a little bit But there's no saint for this I still pray a little bit But there's no words for this From Letras Mania