Gotthard - I can't stop.

You can't stop believing,
that everybody's reaching for something far above that sky.

And it won't be long babe ‘till you're out of reasons and your well run dry.
Cause you can't help but feeling that something else is eating you out,
from way down deep inside. And it won't be long babe,
when you're out of reasons, don't ask me why.

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