I wanna fly, I wanna drive, I wanna go,
I wanna be a part of something I don’t know,
And if you try to hold me back I might explode.
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The things I do for love.
When words became unimportant
That was when I understood
I was happy to have met you.
And somewhere in that time,
Silenty and softly, like feathers,
The snow began to fall.
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