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Love is what makes the world go round
It carries us with no bound
Perfectly it gives itself away
Such love makes the lovers stay
My love is different because I mourn each day
I cannot recognize its presence; I can’t find its way
I’m totally lost all I can do is pray
I can’t find its music and let it play
Between the known and the unknown I exist
Climbing the ladder I cannot resist
Complicated and empty is me
An attempt to figure out the horizon I see
Sometimes I want to give up
The more I love her the more pain I have
That’s the reason I mourn with all my heart
My pain, my hurts will be remembered by my art
It carries us with no bound
Perfectly it gives itself away
Such love makes the lovers stay
My love is different because I mourn each day
I cannot recognize its presence; I can’t find its way
I’m totally lost all I can do is pray
I can’t find its music and let it play
Between the known and the unknown I exist
Climbing the ladder I cannot resist
Complicated and empty is me
An attempt to figure out the horizon I see
Sometimes I want to give up
The more I love her the more pain I have
That’s the reason I mourn with all my heart
My pain, my hurts will be remembered by my art
