Rise

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I'm looking into your eyes
And all I hear are lies

I see the tears run down your face
Your sorrows, I wish I could erase
With happiness, I'd gladly replace

At night I anxiously wait
I dread our tragic fate

We were never meant to be
But all I want to see

Our beginning to end...
When you rise again

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