This love is not real, it has no top, no bottom, no edge.
It has no inside no outside, no texture no colour.
But yet it swells within me as if to burst from my chest
and cuts as sharp as any knife.
I feel its every twist and I am helpless but to yield to its will
This love is not real, this love is not real…
Ahhh, This love is not real
Ahhh, This love is not real
Ahhh…
Never has a light appeared so bright
Never did this love just seem so right
Forever seeking light where it may shine
Never took rejection as a sign
But it seems our broken souls won’t meet
No chance to bond, a sad defeat
Connection is down, my hope is lost
I risked my heart and paid the cost
Turn off this light
But your light won’t stop from shining
And I can’t stop from crying
Turn off the light
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As:
Tai kur geriau kristi i 2 m. duobe ar 4 m.?
Bro:
Tai palauk nesupratau. Tai kur geriau. Naujoji vilnia kaip 2 metru ar sesiu metr
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