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Your eyes seem sad when they meet mine
say, do you regret leaving me? I am nailed onto the cross of time helpless, hurting, unable to break free Like a heavy chain my love felt to you you could not bear so much love and tears are draining out of my wound but your hand is reaching for my touch If it's over, why do I still think of you? If it's over, why do I dream of you? If it's over, why do you call my name? If it's over, why can't you look at me again? You want to start anew, I can read your heart but is there enough love left in me? The storm of yesterday is tearing us apart and blows your boat far out to sea Copyright Sydney Krivenko GISC. 2052924 2006
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