| You are the seed and the grain of every harvest
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| planted in love by a being far beyond this
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| What can it be?
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| Such a sweet yet painful feeling,
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| came over me?
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| Knowing this can never be,
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| do I love you? |
| Yes indeed.
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| I am the bird which cannot be caged completely,
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| even though I long to spread my wings so bittersweetly.
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| What will I do?
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| Shall I hold my love in Silence
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| Wonder if you feel it too.
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| Knowing this can never be,
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| does it hurt me? |
| Yes indeed.
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| I’ve heard it said that all is fair in love and war,
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| but tell it like it is, does the distance hide the scar
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| Living our lives all alone, changing,
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| never really knowing what games we’re playing (oh baby),
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| Laughing when we should have both been praying
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| (living, I’m living a lie)
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| You are the rush and the flow of every river,
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| soft as the touch of love when you want to be the giver.
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| How do I know
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| I guess I just imagined
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| Painfully so Knowing this can never be,
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| do I love you? |
| Yes indeed
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| You Broke my spirit
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| All those nights I cried
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| Do I love you? |
| Yes indeed. |