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When the love falls
There s emptiness beneath and above; And in the heart and in my head. This is the end of our love All seems so clear but kind of sad. How many centuries will heal our wounds When illusions and passions die Well pick up our minds from the ground. We both will be distinct. You and I. It is so strange to fall out of love. Its like a bridge across the stream. Maybe for you it s a reason to laugh But I want to cry or even scream. How many centuries will heal our wounds When illusions and passions die Well pick up our minds from the ground. We both will be distinct. You and I. No eternity can heal my wounds When the feelings inside seem so blue. Well put down our pride on the ground. Each of us will regret. Me and you. How many centuries will heal our wounds When illusions and passions die Well pick up our hearts from the ground. We both will be distinct. You and I.
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