Blue Murder
Across the see
A drowning girl
A piece to me
What seems for good
What seems must be
The drowning girl
No more shall be
The more I search
The more I see
The drowning girl
The calls for me
In many ways it's too late
She can't be save
It is her fate
Blue Murder...
Is I move, across the see
a piece for calm, comes over me
No more I search, no more I see
The drowning girl, call for me
Blue Murder
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