Let my tears moisten your skin

Let our years linger on again

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For your truth, let me see

The eyes of blue,

The eyes you deny me

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We held happy memories

And now you they fly by your eyes

Through the swiftness of life

Remember me

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My eyes change

As most hazel eyes do

But, through these tears . . .

They are forever homeward bound

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To this land I will keep

To this ocean in depths of sleep

Let my tears moisten your skin

Let your memories sting again

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Futures are changed in every possible way

So, do not threat

For one day, one day

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You and I will meet

You may part, but I will see

You, my love, were never meant for me

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Tears that were once my own

They may moisten skin

However, it depends if you want them

If you want the history to repeat again

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Do not expect it from me

Dear friend

Do not seek me

She will seek you

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Then her tears and sweat

Shall moisten your skin

As you play . . . play on again

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Wishing on your youth

Wishing on your wasted truth

Do not expect me to clean up again

Do not expect my tears to pour

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Don’t wish for me anymore