when day become years
and i dont know where you are
colour seems so dark without you
( is it too late to ask for love
is it wrong to feel right
when the world is winding down
thoughts of you linger around)
have we lost our minds
what have we done
but it all doesn't seems to matter anymore
when you kiss me on that street
i kiss you back
you held me in your arms
i held you in mine
you pick me up
to lay me down
when i look into your eyes
i can hear you cry
for little bit more of you and I
im drenched in your love
im no longer able to
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