MY LOVE
MY LOVE
IS REAL
AS GOLD,
AS GOLD,
SO MANY PLACE IT AWAY.
IT NOT A LUST THAT GOES AWAY;
AS FAST AS IT COMES,and goes
MY LOVE IS REAL.
AS REAL AS FRESH FALLEN SNOW:
YOU KNOW WHEN IT LOST.
MY SADNESS SET IN
I CAN’T EAT, can't SLEEP ,TO THE POINT
I DON’T SPEAK.
BECAUSE IT NOT RETURNED THE SAME
WAY AS I GIVE IT .
Until now I found
the
true love
that is real
Until now I found
the
true love
that is real
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