| Who denied that I love you is forever
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| maybe he didn't learn to dream.
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| If you go on removing the salt, life soon burns,
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| give yourself another chance.
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| That there is nothing better than waking up,
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| without worrying if you're gone.
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| Knowing that I can give myself, everything you gave me.
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| I neither want nor will I want loneliness,
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| but I feel it as soon as you leave
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| And just know that I'm after you, behind you.  | 
| There is nothing else.
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| And it's getting late
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| the cold is coming,
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| And if you're not here I feel at times, so empty.
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| With what a dream is worth, and half of mine.
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| I'll lie down on the sand and you can do the same if you want,
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| what i will ask
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| who changed my problems for the luck of feeling your half?
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| You can't imagine how much I keep you inside, I'm going to show you.
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| I can't imagine living beyond, a few millimeters from where you are
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| So that I can dedicate myself only to what you give me.
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| In my memory I will keep you as the crystal with which I could see
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| and now I know that there behind you, behind you, there is nothing else.
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| And it's getting late
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| the cold is coming,
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| And if you're not here I feel at times, so empty.
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| With what a dream is worth, and half of mine.
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| I'll lie down on the sand and you can do the same if you want,
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| I don't know why you get lost
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| I don't know why I give up.
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| And you still think sometimes that I forget you.
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| And now that I don't have you,
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| And now that I'm sold,
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| I feel you even closer when I talk to myself.
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| when I talk,
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| when I talk,
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| with myself,
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| with myself,
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| What are you doing there?
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| why, why don't you come back?
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| And it's getting late
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| and the cold is coming.
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| I only ask you to come back.
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| Can't you see that it's getting late and I'm cold?
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| Can't you see that it's getting late and I'm cold? |