Packed my bags, it’s over,
Ain't looking back in time,
Nothing to lose or to cover,
It’s my life, gonna make it mine.
The road is long, But I'm not bothered,
The sun on my face, the shadows left behind,
Dreaming away of a better day,
When I'll say, It didn't matter anyway.
The night is cold, lonely, I’m tired,
But I'm standing tall, wont bend,
If there's no light at the end of the tunnel,
I'm sure, there's gonna be an end.
Don’t know if I'll make it through this night,
Don’t know if I 'll survive,
But if I die, I'll turn to a firefly,
Light up the cold and lonely night.
Packed my bags, it’s over,
Ain't looking back in time,
Freedom's a word for nothing left to lose,
But I'm sure there's so much left to choose.
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