this time, these places

wake up my angel
it is time to go
pack up your bags and
please don’t look so unsure

where we go, where we go from here
where we go, where we go
i just don’t know anymore
i just don’t know anymore
i believe, i believe that some day
i believe, i believe that
the world will let us go

this time, these places
i don’t feel sorry anymore
this time, these places
i don’t feel sorry anymore
this time, these places (I don’t know what I’ve been doing)
i don’t feel sorry anymore (I don’t know where I’m going to go)
this time, these places (I don’t know what I’ve been doing)
i don’t feel sorry anymore (I don’t know where I’m going to go)

it’s not the first time that
we walk through these doors
i hope it’s the last time
cause we can’t run anymore

I don’t know what I’ve been doing
I don’t know where I’m going to go
I don’t know what I’ve been doing
I don’t know where I’m going to go

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this time, these places