Even though it's a love war that I won by hurting someone Before half a year passed I lost interest It was only a short time I was depressed, before I fell in love again But it's not true love, just one who would fill my sad heart in the name of a love Why do people kiss? Why do people make love? We can, we can anytime I don't know if I am serious or not, my heart does not say a thing I want to meet someone I'll love So much that it's bitter, so much that it hurts I want to meet someone I'll cherish So much that the world will seem to me refreshed
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| - Even though it's a love war that I won by hurting someone Before half a year passed I lost interest It was only a short time I was depressed, before I fell in love again But it's not true love, just one who would fill my sad heart in the name of a love Why do people kiss? Why do people make love? We can, we can anytime I don't know if I am serious or not, my heart does not say a thing I want to meet someone I'll love So much that it's bitter, so much that it hurts I want to meet someone I'll cherish So much that the world will seem to me refreshed
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| - Even though it's a love war that I won by hurting someone Before half a year passed I lost interest It was only a short time I was depressed, before I fell in love again But it's not true love, just one who would fill my sad heart in the name of a love Why do people kiss? Why do people make love? We can, we can anytime I don't know if I am serious or not, my heart does not say a thing I want to meet someone I'll love So much that it's bitter, so much that it hurts I want to meet someone I'll cherish So much that the world will seem to me refreshed And someday when I look back And know myself enough that I can talk strongly About my old memories I'll walk it. History In a room where the phone does not ring on a holiday A dream that I worked too hard on lays there I smash out the part of me that feels loneliness And slide into bed waiting for morning to come Why do dreams run far away? Why do dreams belong to someone else? We can, we can anytime I really start to cry; can't see tomorrow or anything I want to find a dream I'll concentrate on So much that it's bright, it will break through everything I want to find a fun dream So much that time flys right be me And someday when I look back And know myself enough to talk strongly About my old memories I'll walk it. History I want to meet someone I'll love So much that it's bitter, so much that it hurts I want to meet someone I'll cherish So much that the world will seem to me refreshed I want to find a dream I'll concentrate on So much that it's bright, it will break through everything I want to find a fun dream So much that time flys right be me And someday when I look back And know myself enough to talk strongly About my old memories I'll walk it. History
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