No one knows how heavy my tears,
No one knows what are my fears,
No one knows what my heart bears.
No one would try to understand,
Here in the crowd I stand,
Waiting my heart to sink like a sand.
And here I am waiting for the touch,
I'm now falling, waiting for you to catch,
I'm waiting, waiting so much.
And then you stretch your hand,
In my front you stand,
And wake up in a lonely land.
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