| Yesterday I was a child, today a mother | |
| And I know how much we give and take | |
| What I am accused of as a child | |
| My spontaneity was my reality | |
| Now everything is coded, thought out, numbered | |
| Who waits for you | |
| Who hears for you | |
| Who sees you naked, no judgment | |
| The only possibility I see | |
| It's to let the music flow through me | |
| I'm riding alone, all the windows are closed | |
| Got the echoes in my mind, hear the horns | |
| When they blow | |
| Touch my hand to the glass it's cold outside | |
| Shake my head with a smile feel the | |
| Temperature rise | |
| Warmth I need some warmth | |
| Can you feel it when it blows your way | |
| Can you feel the rhythm of a new day | |
| Oh just let your desire be your guide | |
| Hold on to the feeling to keep the fire inside | |
| Can you feel it when it blows your way | |
| Makes you feel high | |
| The rhythm will warm you | |
| Yesterday, I was but tomorrow it's another day |
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