My hands are soft
my eyes are dry
no tears left to cry
to ask me why-
the reason's blind.
Clouds are high,
so is my mind.
A dream to fly
and love to find
spending my time gazing in your eyes.
In my soul is where fear lies.
To fall in love with you is no surprise.
Spend my days with you just for my love to arise.
"Don't love you back" - he replies.
"I don't believe you"- my words unwise.
My heart's now blue just like the skies.
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