It's here again.
The lonely wind.
It sets me thinking of you,
your smile and your everything.
And I'm waiting,
as though tomorrow you'll be mine.
But that will never happen.
After all, I'm only your compassion.
I hope you'd be happy today,
all safe and fine.
And so I'd wait for you all the same,
until the day I'm yours.
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