Looking for a miracle, waiting for a sun to catch me
Got to find a way back home alone, alone, alone
Hoping for a star to fall, something I can make a wish on
Could it be that I’m the fool? But aren’t we all, we all, we all?
Broken bodies
scattered through my history
Lonely hours
leading to my destiny
I’m the one who built the tower
I’m the one who holds the power
So come on, rise up, shout it louder
I’m the one who built the tower
Shining in a tiger’s eyes, only I can find my future
Reading in between the lines, I drew my own, my own, my own
Running down the waterfall, always tried to chase the rainbow
And never found a pot of gold below, below, below
Broken bodies
scattered through my history
Lonely hours
leading to my destiny
I’m the one who built the tower
I’m the one who holds the power
So come on, rise up, shout it louder
I’m the one who built the tower
By Aleksandra Katarzyna Wielgomas.

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