Being in love with you I see the rising Sun and the Sun Set,
Holding breeze of hopes I breathe in secret.
I treasure you inside my heart
Days and nights through joys or sorrow
Keeping my lips thirsty without,
Not knowing if I see you tomorrow.
I soar through dreams of tight embrace,
Wishing a song, a singer could sing my grief with grace.
To people who differ and take me wrong for being bold,
Tell them my love is
unique and so is the faith I hold.
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