Wind and rain tossing our hearts to far apart,
Inside the darkness two beating heart's.
One voice that is heard belongs to the other.
Arm's, legs, hands and feet, finger tips greet.
Looking around inside out of the bubble,
Pushed together here is where our faces will meet.
Where we once were no longer trapped,
How where we wait there at loves gate trying to change
Only two lives that given a chance we would live.
Here in a world made of shadows and moonlight,
In a world that knows nothing about where we came from.
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