
My spirit is like ashes,
all scattered
here...
and...
there...
And when the wind does blow,
I am...
carried...
through...
the air...
I know not where my destiny lies,
or where...
my flight...
shall end...
But while I am here, beside you,
my heart...
I`ll freely...
lend...
by Cheetah 2-15-82
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