I’ll tell you how the day began,
The day I’ll head to the states,
An hour after hour
Before I head to the gate.
I wake up in the morning,
Smiling faces,
Opened eyes,
Go downstairs to take a bite,
But then I start to cry.
I cry and cry,
Can’t say a word or two,
But all I could say that whole day,
Was that…
I love you.
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