....."With us the story is very different,
Love songs don't rhyme with us,
The time is all wrong, or we are really stuck,
Trying not to be;
And winter is really late,
Maybe we just lack that bit,
The wind also wants to know, the rain has heard,
That we ran away from being;
I didn't come at a good time,
I can always come back,
You tell me the right time,
I make time until I arrive ...
Wanting is power,
just not in our case,
With us wanting is just a fluke,
I lost days of thinking, days of searching,
Try not to be;
We are busy people,
So many plans and only one failure,
The two against each other, against each other but in vain,
Running away from being ...".....
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