Can’t think for feeling the heart in my chest,
There’s no returning to the place that I left,
Give my whole self to the fate that I felt
Take hold of my heart, wring the sense from my head.
I had a dream that I fell,
I awoke, I still dream...
I’m not sick, I’m not sick, just in love,
I can’t think but I dream and know love,
It’s a trade I left for fate to decide,
I lost faith in myself, let love take over my mind.
It goes deeper still,
Deeper and dark towards the end.
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