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Her fingers trace upon the lines of my palmsMy heart starts to dance to the beat of our songThe notes of chance,we’re a glance, but I hope we last for long
Love me when I’m gone.

Her fingers trace upon the lines of my palms
My heart starts to dance to the beat of our song
The notes of chance,
we’re a glance, but I hope we last for long

Love me when I’m gone.

My happiness has never meant too much.
Until the tide washed in my luck.
And now I’m kissed by the sense of your touch…
How can this all be…

Your pearly eyes, remind me of the sunrise.
And when I see you smile, I feel a warmth inside.
Not used to being pleased, my heart is twice it’s size…
How can this all be…

And waking up has never been so tough.
I thought I fell in love, but there was no such…
On an empty beach I sit and dream, but stuck…
How can this all be…

As long as I’m living, I’m going to have everything that I want. Or else why live?

Waking up to sadness without giving the day a chance.

I’m just as done as the last autumn leaf.
Depression comforting me, wrapped around my body like white sheets.
Asleep to the heavens and the world underneath.

Stiff as a stump, a rock that won’t budge,
Glued to an absent remorse of love.