Hush, fall asleep

hope sits deep

that we might wake up

tomorrow again

 

those who have gone

and those yet to come

and in between us

on a constant run

 

what am I to do

but fall in love with you

what am I to think

but I do too

 

a past to keep

a present to steal

a permanent attempt to conceal

 

those who have lost

and those who have won

and in between us

who are just the lucky ones

 

what am I to do

but fall in love with you

what am I to think

but I do too

 

 

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