I feel you, I know you; I fear you.
Can it be real? Can what I feel be real?
You feel me, you know me; you fear me.
Do you believe? Can it be real?
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Our roads crossed. Will we stay on that crossroad?
Or will we just meet, say pleased to meet you and go on our way?
Our roads crossed. Our eyes met. Our hearts melt.
Can we be mend if we get hurt?
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My heart bits fast, like a fast ride on a bike.
My heart bits fast, like a fall from the sky.
This feeling makes me fly but when my wings fall off
Will I fall from the sky?
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Your touch, your smell, your taste
Everything about you feels like a part of me left behind.
Your touch, your smell, your taste
Will they wear off and leave me behind?
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I said I was afraid, I lied…
I am terrified
I laugh, I smile but deep down inside
The old scars of mine
Remind me not to trust, not to give, not to love.
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But shshsh, hash
Let yourself live, let yourself love; let yourself give.
And if we fall, my love
We will just rise, mend and be wise.
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