-it was not that desires were not waken in heart at all
-but the world of wishes was never built
-desiring light in eyes they turned blind
-when the sun was never glanced in all its majestic fierceness
-wanted to give you a handful of stars
-but they remained out of reach beyond my grasp
-thinking of her, thinking of her, thinking only her
-nothing wrongful in thinking of her
-how a word of complain appeared on your lips
-when i never pointed my finger towards you
-the destructive clouds arrived flattening mountains behind
-never anyone in life history heard of it before
-beauty of her simplicity was of such purity
-no traces found of arrogance, nor ego nor selfishness
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-but the world of wishes was never built
-desiring light in eyes they turned blind
-when the sun was never glanced in all its majestic fierceness
-wanted to give you a handful of stars
-but they remained out of reach beyond my grasp
-thinking of her, thinking of her, thinking only her
-nothing wrongful in thinking of her
-how a word of complain appeared on your lips
-when i never pointed my finger towards you
-the destructive clouds arrived flattening mountains behind
-never anyone in life history heard of it before
-beauty of her simplicity was of such purity
-no traces found of arrogance, nor ego nor selfishness
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