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Breathing is a sin, they say, |
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Loneliness is the price to pay. |
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Sad for you, i go once more. |
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I'll dry my eyes on a distant shore. |
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No way of freezing your rising tide |
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No way of keeping you by my side. |
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Like a bird, i'll fly high, |
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Guarding over this love of mine. |
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A room of trust |
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A room of fears |
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A room of laughter with a few sweet tears. |
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There we play that sunny tone |
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Come and help us as it lingers on. |
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Many times we hurry by |
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Lose our problems in a knowing smile. |
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Many days were swept along |
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Left unnoticed as our love grew strong. |
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Believing each of us would always know |
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Believing one of us would never go. |
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Like a bird, i'll fly high |
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Watching over this love of mine. |
