My eyes open for her eyes
There’s no other view I want
Her love brings my soul to the Spring
I can’t tell my love story to stop
While you sleep at night
I’m the one who strives to bring the morning
While the songs are becoming silent
You’re the one who writes the songs
If I go back home with you
If I leave the house with you
If I’m not able to charm you, then you’re the love
I go back home with you
If I leave the house with you
And if I’m still not being satisfied with that
Then you’re the love
My hands reunite with yours hands
I can’t call any other season summer
The love’s wind is blowing, it’s blowing to my heart
Just imagine, the sun never goes away
While you sleep at night
I’m the one who strives to bring the morning
While the songs are becoming silent
You’re the one who writes the songs
If I go back home with you
If I leave the house with you
If I’m not able to charm you, then you’re the love
If I go back home with you
If I leave the house with you
And if I’m still not being satisfied with that
Then you’re the love
While you sleep at night
I’m the one who strives to bring the morning
While the songs are becoming silent
You’re the one who writes the songs
If I go back home with you
If I leave the house with you
If I’m not able to charm you, then you’re the love
I go back home with you
If I leave the house with you
And if I’m still not being satisfied with that
Then you’re the love
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She’s in good spirits, and her love is at the end...