Cold breeze freezing my soul,
when I listen the voice of truth.
So cold and angry.
I'm crying in my shelter, far a way, in nomansland.
Seeking for long lost way to understand,
but never getting any closer than yesterday.
Now time has come, I won't cry anymore,
I see only this world, thru loved one's eyes,
so many colors of the sky,
seeking, how to get touch with my heart.
I see now, love is coming, thru this world,
right beside me, whining, whispering, saying,
"True Love Never Dies"
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