I'm blind-folded on this carriage ride that they call life.
Keep trying to make it through the successivo turn, knuckles white and holdin' tight.
So here I go, takin' the curve,
but I know that I'm never alone.
I think of you, and how te never let me go.
I feel connected (connected), protected (protected), it's like you're standing right with me all the time.
You hear me (you hear me), you're near me (you're near me),
and everything else is gonna be alright.
'Cause nothing can break this, nothing can break this, nothing can break this tie.
Connected... oooooh connected inside.
It's not an accident,...
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