3rd Person:
Germany: A strong stern nation, who can relax and have a good time as well. He is the white and black in the world, and Italy is its color.
The song under 'Germany' played after Italy's.
I'm coming home to you
every night every night every night every nightI'm a colorless sunrise,
I'm never good enough
I'm the wind that's in your hair that ruffles you upIf you could find a reason
you could let me know
I won't blame you, I'll just turn and goI'm coming home to you
Every night every night every night every night
Coming home to you
Every night every night every night every night
My mind is made up, nothing can change that
I'm coming home to you
Every night every night every night every nightSearching to find myself
all I find is you
I can hardly stand myself
so what am I to you?If you could find a reason
you could let me know
I won't blame you
I just turn and goI'm coming home to you
Every night every night every night every night
Coming home to you
Every night every night every night every night
My mind is made up, nothing can change that
I'm coming home to you
Every night every night every night every nightNo matter no matter no matter what were facin'
It don't matter it don't matterCause the reason that I'm here
is the same thru all these years
I'm not changing
I'm not changing anything at allI'm coming home to you
every night every night every night every night
coming home to you
every night every night every night every nightMy mind is made up
Nothing can change that
I'm coming home to you
every night every night every night every nightAmerica and Germany didn't know each other that well, but they would always go out for drinks together. America knew Germany more than Germany knew America. He has told America about his hate for loneliness and how Italy is the light that shines in his world. Germany was astounded by how precise that song was to his life, he always went to his house for Italy. Germany knew Japan was next.
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Music Is The Soul
FanfictionAmerica isn't all happy when it comes to song, no, he was rather the opposite. What if the nations got a hold of his I-pod? They say the eyes are the window to the soul, music is the key to the heart.