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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: