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All the same, you feel – I’m yours…

 

You were like my brother, friend,

 

We were kids that innocent…

I see Heaven in your eyes -

 

You can make me go to rise.

 

And I don’t want to give in -

 

I must go ahead to win!

I steal the stars for you from sky,

 

Cos it makes me feel my life.

 

I would trade the world for you,

 

Cos I always think of you.

I think about you, anyway: