I walk the streets of love,
alone for thousand years
looking at the strangers’ eyes,
looking for the sight I lost
long ago, thousand years back.
I ride the train of love,
alone for the rest of my life
searching for the one I love,
searching in all the wrong places,
for all the rest, all what’s remained of my life.
I hide in shell
in front your gaze-
I could not take
to find you now
and know I wouldn’t be
the one you’d take!
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