The Untold Story

Having seen her face, with a smile

After a long long time

Smiled my heart he's glad

and drew her sweet face

in the crimson core of my heart

 

My ears owned her voice

when she made my song her choice

when she sang while I hear

our hearts happily in there

 

I yearned for her soul

my crimson rose flower

L longed for her heart

that beat with my heart

 

But will she say,

My heart's not mine anymore

My heart's his ever after

and won't own yours anymore

Let me be alone in my shore

 

 

 

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