The heart is flying high,
My keen affection you defy.
So charming and so light
Your silhouette is passing by.
Your words can’t hold me back,
I know the things you said,
Oh why they hurt so bad.
The chills go down my spine.
My love is all my crime,
I’ll never make you mine.
To you – a humble guest,
I stay away at your request.
Confessions make things messed
But silence is a grueling test.
Your words can’t hold me back.
I know the things you said,
Oh why they hurt so bad.
I think I know this bruise,
It’s feelings we don’t choose
Are tightening this noose.
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