perhaps tonight is the end of dreams
end the lies of your perception
perhaps tomorrow starts a new story
passionately cared...regardless of theory...
end absolutely the sweet moments
from the love that captures our hearts
pulled from the wreckage of salvation
bring us back the times of life...
who will rescue the lonely heart
and cure the painful part?
who will come to take the risk
to comfort the fading hope? ...
space and time is always another show
precious moments live once more
no one comes... nothing is changed
lonely heart sleeps as is...
soft breeze touches my skin
kills every moment of sensation
bury the love upon my dreams
to a place of no return...
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