There's a feeling that keeps growing every day
You have left for better life, I chose to stay
And I need, oh man, I need you so bad
I stopped trying to get you out of my head
What do I say not to bore you to death?
For now my love
What do we do to get over this mess?
Oh no my love
Why do I feel this is going to end?
So sad my love
Why do I still feel the touch of your hand?
I feel my love
I adore your art, you love my melody
I don't feel you realize what you can't see
You are wise and your decisions can be tough
You're so beautiful and I'm not good enough
What do I say not to bore you to death?
For now my love
What do we do to get over this mess?
Oh no my love
Why do I feel this is going to end?
So sad my love
Why do I still feel the touch of your hand?
I feel my love
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