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Will the Sun Rise?
Throwing my dreams out of my mind
Casting them into the sky
Canceling tasks I´ve delayed for so long
Now it´s do or die
I can´t be seen I can´t be heard
But I am here and I am wondering
Will the sun rise tomorrow?
Will it light up my sky?
Can I wake up with no sorrow awaiting?
Will the sun rise tomorrow?
Will I still see the dawn?
And not worry ´bout the future at all
At the end of each day I promise myself
I´d better start to live
'Cause sooner or later I´ll find out
There´s so much I can give
I can´t be seen I can´t be heard
But I am here and I am wondering
Will the sun rise tomorrow?
Will it light up my sky?
Can I wake up with no sorrow awaiting?
Will the sun rise tomorrow?
Will I still see the dawn?
And not worry ´bout the future at all