A bouquet of cellophane
I want to see the world as it is
you are everything to my heart's kiss
we could have this last chance
lets be each others last dance.
This is a bouquet of cellophane
i am to blame for our love's lost train
please forgive me, my dear
for losing you is my greatest fear.
I love you very deep
it breaks my heart when you weep
never give up on love
if you do, you wil be a love-lost dove
Is this world all about Lust.
what happened to Love and Trust
is this what happened,
you, my dear, is the best thing that, in my life, happened.
Do not give up fate,
it is never too late.
this love will never hate.
Love does not degrade.
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