Karla 21

In the deep oft the night.
In a whisky glass and to rest somehow.
Just a little, not more.
Like a silent storm.
In my private war.
In the middle of the line.
And a lonesome call.
In the middle of my eye.
In the middle of my heart.

© Karla 21 / Songs & Lyrics: Dieter Seelos, Leadsinger: Dieter

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