all the things you say
they're not true. [oh oh]
But I fear I can't just leave you.
All I feel is that I need you, my love.
This is all my spirit can take,
anymore and I will surley meet decay.
Won't you reach out and touch my heartache,
feel it beating, please don't throw it away.
I can't believe your careless lies,
your burning eyes, pass through me.
I never thought our love would die,
but how could I, I could not see..."
Não é nostalgia se nunca passou.
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