When a love is more than love,
You believe the unbelievables.
You deny the undeniables.
You feel yourself completed yet, incomplete.
You believe the unbelievables.
You deny the undeniables.
You feel yourself completed yet, incomplete.
When a love is more than love,
Is it still love?
Is it still love?
When a love is more than love,
When the tears run like marathon runners.
You have a question to answer :
After all these tears,
do they lead us to a better or worse place ...
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