Maybe in another life
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You saved me that day,
When you held my hands,
And looked into my eyes,
And kissed me forever.
You saved me that day
From loneliness and surrender.
I wish in another life
We could be together.
In two or three days
I felt like a marriage
While you held my hands,
Our hearts were together.
We knew it was wrong,
But that felt so right.
'Cause you are the one,
The one who I prayed for.
Still looking at your pictures and texts you were sending .
And In the silence of my nights,
I still feel you by my side.
I'm happy when your happy
So go on,have your life and shine as you have dreamed.
You promised me,
That leaving would be better, and so I did,
But I feel that it destroyed me forever.
You gave me your word
That you could't even hold
But i'll hold on to that hope,
Because In another life, we'll be together.
(I wish, I wish, it was forever.)
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