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• Artiste: Francesca Battistelli
• Titre: Strangely Dim
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I've got all these plans piled up sky high A thousand dreams on hold And I don't know why, I got a front row seat To the longest wait And I just can't see Past the things I pray Today But when I fix my eyes on all that You are Then every doubt I feel Deep in my heart Grows strangely dim All my worries fade And fall to the ground Cause when I seek Your face And don't look around Any place I'm in Grows strangely dim Sometimes where I stand On this narrow road Is in a raging storm Or a valley low But oh oh oh oh oh oh When I fix my eyes on all that You are Then every doubt I feel Deep in my heart Grows strangely dim All my worries fade And fall to the ground Cause when I seek Your face And don't look around Any place I'm in Grows strangely dim I don't know, I don't know What tomorrow may hold But I know, but I know That You're holding it all So no matter what may come I'm gonna fix my eyes on all that You are 'Til every doubt I feel Deep in my heart Grows strangely dim Let all my worries fade And fall to the ground I'm gonna seek Your face And not look around Til the place I'm in Grows strangely, strangely, strangely dim.