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Her heart cries again. Something she desires is something she can't hold, torturing her mind
Don't be certain, I'm not hoping. I can't see the sky
Don't be silly, I'm not crazy. I just can't see the sky
Rectify her soul. Give her life and say, "Look at the moon. He'll be here someday."
Don't be certain, I'm not hoping. I can't see the sky
Don't be silly, I'm not crazy. I just can't see the sky