Can anybody hear me?
Or am I shouting at the walls?
If I hide behind this window pane
Then I will never fall
But I can’t live this anymore
I need to feel the breeze
To feel the rain upon my fingertips
I cry do you hear me now?
Can you feel my pleas?
To open up this door and set me free
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