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The very one for whom my heart sings |
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Is burying me alive |
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And here, I'm left with two broken wings |
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Too heavy and weary to fly |
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How soon it seems for love to fade |
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How quickly it's over and done |
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And I who thought it was here to stay |
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Believing it finally had come |
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Long as the morning dew clings to the grasses |
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Long as the noonday sun graces the sky |
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Long as the evening winds brush through the meadows |
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Whispering your name like an echoing sigh |
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Longing, my heart will call for you |
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Wandering under the sun |
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Aching, my lips will burn for you |
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Longing, under the moon... |
