I'd like to be alone,
but I don't want to be lonely.

I'd like to be in hope,
but I don't want to be hopeless.

I'd like to be in love,
but I don't want to be broken.

I'd like to be sad,
but I don't want to be weak.

Those meant for you
Will love you truly
Pray for you seriously    
Bare with you patiently
And believe you continuously.

Those meant for you
Will love you madly
Listen to you keenly
Advice you repeatedly
And love you unconditionally.

Those meant for you
Will love you faithfully
Fight for you furiously
Defend you fearlessly
And display you publicly.

Those Meant For You
Will love you blindly
Come to you hurriedly
Support you strongly
And work with you tirelessly.

the ringin g in          my              he ad       doe snt stop
it                   is                              so            lou d
a const a nt              dea d           s i lent  soun d
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   a                        a                          ­ a    a                         a  
                                         w         a  a  
                   a            a                    a        a        a            ­  a               a  b      b


i   fe el               w eightl es s
im no t            m y se lf                                                          
p l ease          le ave         m e                                alo ne

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  i t                hurt s                                      so mu ch
                             

i ca nt                                   h ear                    
i      am n ot                                         m e                  
i dont wa nt to            c ry
a     ny                                               mor e
                 i    m    sor ry

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