Till I hear it all from you,
It isn't true no it isn't true;
Softly clouds are going by,
Please don't say goodbye.
When you try out your look,
You get variations from life;
Sometimes the past gets too stuck,
It's hard to survive.
Try to keep your life going,
All boredom passes away;
There are moments worth knowing,
Coming to you each day.
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