Little heart, little it knows
it ain't so easy, to find someone to love
Little heart, it's growing old
waiting with hope, just to be loved
And it cries in the night, so much of blood
No one can hear, the words of its hurt
This little heart closes its eyes, and prays to the God
Send someone to love all night...
Send someone to make things right
Little heart, little it knows
the more it smiles, the more its sadness shows
Little heart, tries to give love to all
Even though hard, it knows this is its goal
And it cries in the night, so much of blood
No one can hear, the words of its hurt
This little heart closes its eyes, and prays to the God
Send someone to love all night...
Send someone to make things right
Little heart, now so much it knows
its easy to love, than to be loved
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