Is the night really cold, or is it just me feeling the chills ?
I wish to feel the warmth of your hands,
The tenderness of your touch ,
The sweet kisses of love ,
Oh ! These memories, they kill !
I wish to feel the warmth of your hands,
The tenderness of your touch ,
The sweet kisses of love ,
Oh ! These memories, they kill !
I am consumed by my own mortal fears,
Should i trust your sweet words ?
Or should i save my heart from being crestfallen ?
Tell me my love, do you love me or do you just want me ?
Should i trust your sweet words ?
Or should i save my heart from being crestfallen ?
Tell me my love, do you love me or do you just want me ?
These whispers, they implore to see the inevitable,
Should i wait for our time ?
When all that we will have is its rusted moments of mirth,
Along with the winsome memories of our faded love.
Should i wait for our time ?
When all that we will have is its rusted moments of mirth,
Along with the winsome memories of our faded love.
With the light as bright as the sun follows the darkest fears,
Am i the only one who was told the tales ?
The worlds once collided can also fall apart with this dying sun,
So tell me oh my love, do you really love me or do you just want me ?
Am i the only one who was told the tales ?
The worlds once collided can also fall apart with this dying sun,
So tell me oh my love, do you really love me or do you just want me ?
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