I can still remember my words,
Life is not always fair.
I can still remember that I thought it was absurd.
I didn't want to believe those words existed in this air.
But now I know it is verity,
I am here without you.
It all seems like an act of barbarity,
And I still cannot believe it is true.
All these miles that separates us,
Are nothing compared to how close my hearts keeps you.
But there is something you can probably guess,
Sometimes I feel like number two.
But I know the same blue sky is looking down,
On both you and me.
Even if we don’t live in the same town,
And we are separated by the sea.
You are still with me in my dreams,
The world can’t live without your love.
And sometimes my crying goes to extremes,
But it all stops when you are the one I think of.
It is really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It makes my whole heart fly.
And it feels like I am surrounded by flames,
And I know you are a perfect woman.
I used to wonder what it meant to be loved and wanted,
But that all changed on the first day of May.
That is when I could feel your love be flaunted,
And I can still feel it every single day.
Life is not always fair.
I can still remember that I thought it was absurd.
I didn't want to believe those words existed in this air.
But now I know it is verity,
I am here without you.
It all seems like an act of barbarity,
And I still cannot believe it is true.
All these miles that separates us,
Are nothing compared to how close my hearts keeps you.
But there is something you can probably guess,
Sometimes I feel like number two.
But I know the same blue sky is looking down,
On both you and me.
Even if we don’t live in the same town,
And we are separated by the sea.
You are still with me in my dreams,
The world can’t live without your love.
And sometimes my crying goes to extremes,
But it all stops when you are the one I think of.
It is really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It makes my whole heart fly.
And it feels like I am surrounded by flames,
And I know you are a perfect woman.
I used to wonder what it meant to be loved and wanted,
But that all changed on the first day of May.
That is when I could feel your love be flaunted,
And I can still feel it every single day.
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