Gallant is what he is
I perceive him to be a master
I suppose that earns him the prize
The seat that lies beside yours.
I doubt he listens to your voice
The sweet music that I hear in my hears.
A chuckle alone
Makes my heart go boom.
I doubt he listens to your voice
The sweet music that I hear in my hears.
A chuckle alone
Makes my heart go boom.
I have no voice.
The heat is penetrating my body.
Suddenly my eyes are blind.
I perspire and I shake
Ghost like in your presence.
I feel no longer alive.
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