My loneliness was undefined
My hopes were extremely high...
At some point of life,
We might be in sight...
A rainy night where the love is in sight,
The nature cries of the obstacles raced...
I wonder if love would ever pass me by,
Rocking my world with feeling not yet alive...
Will see on some turning point of life
if the moment is right...
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