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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