Staring into the bright contrast of my dark room.
I can almost feel you here with me.
Your words flow in front of my eyes like aloe to a sunburn,
With your face on the back of my eyelids.
-=Chrous=-
I'm waiting to see your face in front of my eyes,
Because all I have are your pictures. (x2)
I remember the night we talked for hours in the park.
We played like children on the swings.
I couldn't bring myself to say the words that came to my mind,
Because your face was brighter than the lamps that lit the street.
-=Chrous=-
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