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As i read your letters something chokes me You wrote so often, that you love me You wished i never should fall in love again These wishes are all i have
The gate thrown on earth Believes life the stone which flies That he decides where to his passions strive The lost good sense Is the end of complaint
told me i can fly I tried to and now i lie Deep down 'cause You left me alone The art of love is special, something worth remembering I feel it for you
When you appeared and suddenly i saw myself Again nobody knew who i was not even me Did i find me or another us - who knows But i don't care anymore
It makes no sense for an explanation I recognize this wouldn't satisfy I ask myself what i want This waiting drives me round the bend Thoughts full
