Situation

The songs of the birds never sounded as sweet as before.
These things proves that love really moves in obscured ways.
Tell me, if I am there beside you, will you feel warm?
Will I be rejected and thrown out?
Will I share the same flame?
Will I see the brightness of the night and hear the songs of daylight?
Will I ever? Tell me now before I have fallen much deeper.
Tell me if there is any chance of you holding my hand? Is there?
Is it my fault if I love you too much? Can you blame me that?
Accuse me, spit on me, kick sand in my eyes, I will never feel any pain.
I will never...... I will never.....
Mysterious as it seems, trivial as it seem,
why do I still feel love after you left and before you arrived

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