In love with one, loving another
she wants to run, so far away,
so far away, she'll be lonely.
Skin so pale, face of sadness
on her heart is left a print
hurt her heart, she'll have no one.
no one to hold her close
or give her a gentle kiss.
On her own so cold and alone
no longer can she stand this.
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