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So many things can be said in a few wistful sighs
I can read your thoughts by looking in your eyes
Too many times my whispers have not been heard
Too many days have passed without saying a word
So many things have been said between truth and lies

So many times I've tried to reach and touch your heart
I can still see the tears where it's been ripped all apart
Too many years you've simply just ignored your scars
Too many dreams of yours have yet to reach my stars
So many times I've tried to show you, you're a work of art

So many dreams can be shared between lovers and friends
I can never imagine a moment where the dreaming ends
Too many lyrics in way too many beautiful songs
Too many notes and tunes to discover in which I belong
So many dreams, time to find in which my heart mends

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