They told me you don’t know what love is
but I never cared.
No, nothing can blacken my sun but the morning I wake up
and know that you'll never be there.
No, nothing can make me afraid
but that long lonesome road leading far from your touch.
And if it ever happened that I made you ache
it's because I love you so much.
We are always the first in the eye of storm
when being the closest to someone who's searching in vain.
But how can I let me be torn,
how can I share with someone my endless and my enlivening rain?
So I will be waiting at your door as I used to do
until you unlock and tell me you don't mind any more -
and I know you won't tell it to no one just because you care for me too -
so we can go on through the stars and even through the countries of sore
but nothing will matter...
An answer
© Copyright: Ф.А.С.М.а, 2006
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