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...In Love
Even silence creates a thousand of sounds
When we are walking in our way home
I can feel I'm not alone
I can hear it in the silence
I can hear it in his footsteps
I can hear it in my heartbeat
I can hear it in the distance
That I am so overly in love with him
And beneath the silence that I'd love to have
He broke it with just one glance
He can hear his regrets
He can still hear his sorrows
He can still hear those broken pieces
He always feel that everything's unfixed
And here I am, finding out what I always knew
He is not in love.
When we are walking in our way home
I can feel I'm not alone
I can hear it in the silence
I can hear it in his footsteps
I can hear it in my heartbeat
I can hear it in the distance
That I am so overly in love with him
And beneath the silence that I'd love to have
He broke it with just one glance
He can hear his regrets
He can still hear his sorrows
He can still hear those broken pieces
He always feel that everything's unfixed
And here I am, finding out what I always knew
He is not in love.
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