Waiting for you

If I were a season
If you come like wind
I realized
You were in my life

In a weeping past
Dealing with tears
I had a love of my own
That was not mine

No more questions to ask you
Be happy now
The breath screams and the heart stops
Don't let anyone know

Laugh the day I'm gone
Be born hereafter
Be mine only....

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