Beyond the Border - Arnold Jansen Llego
My cheeks got wet with loneliness
But I'll be quiet as I'm filled with signs of dawn
I know the sky will invite me someday
Hope is waiting beyond there--so let's go.
Even when I can't see my way
I'll go on a journey to find you
My heart felt where our senses differ
The way I seek you is a proof of our bond
Everytime I we accept each other
I can't help but to be more attracted to you
I don't want to have sad days anymore
This act of accepting eachother defines the joy of living
I call out to you as my heart is torn with pain
I don't want empty days anymore
The joy of living is torn apart with pain.
My loneliness spills unto my cheeks.
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