With hopes so high
i waited for you;
though i knew the odds
i just believe it wasn't true.
I knew you do lie
but i always played the fool;
though i knew the odds
still! i always pray that love pay us our dues
All i ever wanted was for our love to rise and never die
still you never saw me as your moon
but as a tool...
i still love you though, now as before
I guess you never understood...
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