We walk while matching our feets, holding our hand
when I sing you a love song you smile
Can you read my mind ?
Didn't I already confessed with my eyes?
We haven't asked each other if this is possible
If we can love like this.. But, who cares, like magic I can't hide this feeling like I'm about to fly.
I hope we can come to a point where we can speak
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