When your cold words reach my heart In my eyes, without me knowing, wet dewdrops On the window and on my eyes

dew forms, tears form, a small stream is made Where they’re from and how they form over and over even I don’t know The only thing I know is that I just really hurt My formerly burning heart is slowly becoming cold It seems even I don’t know what to say, or how to hold on to you How can I, How can I do it I’m afraid that if I close my eyes they will flow even as I look up to the sky Of the tears that have ultimately become worse, one drop was finally discovered How if I can’t see you again then how can I Tomorrow morning when I unknowingly reach for the telephone What will I do then I want to smile and leave you with a good image but when I look at you The tears ultimately fall down

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