Please grab my hand
I can't lose another friend
In the middle of the crowd
Don't try to understand
This desperate man
That was never found
You're just another face
Another religion, another race
You can hide
Mother Mary full of grace
Can you find me in this place
I don't want to be
I'm tired to be?
I'm far from home
At the other side of the globe
I'll be late
In Paris or Rome
We won't sing another song
This one is great
So my dear friend
I'm telling you again
With you and me
There's no other place
I want to be
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