Who said, that the words have to rhyme?
Who said, that the feeling must hide (in heart)?
Who said, that the world has no chances
That it isn't worth it?
She has a heart wide open and warm
And he is affraid of going out to the sun
It never seemed to be so beautiful
Like a music carrying the secret
And when the clouds cover the sky
I know that your heart is singing right to me
Though I'm so far away
And the ocean of lies has gone
I'm affraid of the gust
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