Every day I think of you
I wonder where are you…
Close enough that we breathe the same air
Or so far that I might not know who you are
I look through the crowds looking for your eyes
maybe if they meet we will know we were meant to be
Tired of so many mistakes, afraid that you pass by me
and I didn’t notice, how ironic that will be
Afraid that my fears are like huge mountains
blocking the beauty of the horizon
meeting the ocean when they meet in perfect harmony
If you see me first, whisper on my ear that you are here
I will know is you, since I been waiting all my life for you
Where are you? Where you might be?
I will keep waiting until I found you
you will see…
xamlinnette
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