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| Pain of missing |
| by Dutchy |
These days are killing me
These days i have many pain
These days i have to agree
Live without you drive me insane
These weeks i feel lonely
These weeks i have to see
These weeks i have to carry
The pain that lives inside me
These months i have to wait
These months nothing i can do
These months i will be afraid
All i want is, never lose you!
These years will test my mind
These years will be a nightmare
These years i will be blind
Love is all, the rest i don't care
But in the end we will know
In the end we will be 1
In the end we can show
Our love never stopped after it began
Then every minute will be the best
Every minute we can be happy
Every minute we can finally rest
Live in our dream becomes reality
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