Imagine, how would it be?
                              Years from now, will it be still you and me?
                              Imagine, how things will change
                              Will our love still be the same?
                              Imagine, everything we'll go through
                              To each other, will we still remain true?
                              Imagine, a world without me
                              She says — That's what I don't want to see
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