Letras: Erben der Schöpfung. Narben Der Zeit. Jane Churm.

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Jane! My little lonesome girl
Tell me what you?ve done
Look your game ran out of bounds
You?re still here but they have gone

Waiting so hard to find them
One day they left and turned their back on me
I cried alone in silence
My thoughts are wreched
The last I remember were all these flames
They burned all over hurt like thorns on me

They told me be cautious
Watch it girl
But I ran , stumbled, fell
Let it burn

Jane my girl come home with me