Little Tin Box (Olivs fine mix)

Testo:

© Shi
A photograph, a memory,
A thought, a dream-like scenery,
A tear that falls that leaves no trace,
A sorrow written on a face.
Oh what will I find in my little tin box.
A sadness lingers quietly
That no-one else around may see.
The hurt, the anger and the pain,
The aching heart that still remains.
oh what will I find in my little tin box, ...what will I find
The anguish and the grief ,so deep
Is just a secret,
There,
to keep.
So wretched and so woebegone,
The feeling that you are alone.

What will I find in my little tin box
Oh what will I find in my little tin box

And yet, these things
Thus far
And yet these things thus far, and yet these things thus far
They are what make you who you are.

(Shi 2015)
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