If only we could get past ourselves
to who we want to be
then my darling we’d be happy,
and the world would envy you and me
If only we could tear down this wall
that we erected in our fear
then love could do the rest
and all our dreams would come true my dear
If only I could tell you
and you could understand
I’m dying of loneliness without you
please come take my hand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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