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Love will Murder you in the End
I yearn for those eyes that will catch my heart.
Where are you, my mystery man?
I yearn for that touch that sends heat to my heart.
Where are you, loving hands?
I yearn for that sound when he laughs.
Where are you, voice of joy?
I yearn for what should be mine.
Where is it, my one and only?
I yearn for that taste of heaven.
Where is it found, my sweet?
I yearn for those muscles in his jaw.
Whispering what, my darling?
I yearn for the sun through his hair.
Where is the sun, dear wind?
I yearn for the space to be closed.
Walk closer, fellow stranger.
I yearn for those unimaginable moments.
Where it's just me and him, let's dream.
I yearn for the smell of burnt food.
He cooked it wrong, again.
I yearn for the feeling of an aching heart.
Swelled, with love.
I yearn for those crazy moves.
I stepped on his toe, sorry.
I yearn for the word "Surrender!"
Food fight, in our kitchen.
I yearn for that last breath.
I whisper, I love you.
Where are you, my mystery man?
I yearn for that touch that sends heat to my heart.
Where are you, loving hands?
I yearn for that sound when he laughs.
Where are you, voice of joy?
I yearn for what should be mine.
Where is it, my one and only?
I yearn for that taste of heaven.
Where is it found, my sweet?
I yearn for those muscles in his jaw.
Whispering what, my darling?
I yearn for the sun through his hair.
Where is the sun, dear wind?
I yearn for the space to be closed.
Walk closer, fellow stranger.
I yearn for those unimaginable moments.
Where it's just me and him, let's dream.
I yearn for the smell of burnt food.
He cooked it wrong, again.
I yearn for the feeling of an aching heart.
Swelled, with love.
I yearn for those crazy moves.
I stepped on his toe, sorry.
I yearn for the word "Surrender!"
Food fight, in our kitchen.
I yearn for that last breath.
I whisper, I love you.
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