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bring back what once was mine !

for every breath i take, there is a little hope
is it just a little or too much
if in every inch i walk, there is you in my thought?

would cupid be angry
if i refuse the prince list from him?
would cupid be angry
if i want only you to be on his list?



the wind may blow
the river may flow
and the season may change
but deep in this soul,
there is a name which has nowhere to go
nowhere to go cause it's jailed,
jailed in my heart forever

is forever is a lie?
is promise a fake?
and is the true love just in fairytales?

where is the wish?
where is the plann that was made?
where is the wedding that was hoped?
and where is the love that was there?

would God be angry if i ask,
if i ask him to bring back what once was mine?

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