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I wish to see your face again
I stand up watching in the rain I stand up waiting just for you And what I say, you know it's true. My hair is wet and I'm like ice I say your name, I say it twice, I miss you much 'cause you're my hart And from my life you are half part. You left me here all alone And I am crying 'cause you're gone, My tears call for your return, 'Cause from the tears you were born. My eyes are searching for your face But what I see is empty place, I keep on crying into me But I just can't make myself free.
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