From my cot to the stone
upon you one day will cry for me
From remembers to regrets
of haven't been what we could be
From your lips to mine
being so closer and extremely sweet
There is just a short time
time, time, time
Hours spliting up our dreams
time, time, time
The unexpected coming real
Rain of every lonely winter
is cleaning every dirty soul
But often come to bed with us
the words that made us worse
In a corner of your mind
Where all the memories belong
May you'd like to know that I hid
A part of me you haven't forgot
It's been always with you on this time
time, time, time
Hours spliting up our dreams
time, time, time
The unexpected coming real

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