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This is the hour when the mysteries emerge. |
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A strangeness so hard to reflect. |
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A moment so moving, goes straight to your heart, |
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The vision has never been met. |
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The attraction is held like a weight deep inside, |
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Something i'll never forget. |
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The pattern is set, her reaction will start, |
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Complete but rejected too soon. |
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Looking ahead in the grip of each fear, |
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Recalls the life that we knew. |
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The shadow that stood by the side of the road, |
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Always reminds me of you. |
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How can i find the right way to control, |
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All the conflicts inside, all the problems beside, |
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As the questions arise, and the answers don't fit, |
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Into my way of things, |
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Into my way of things. |
