• The clock goes round
    I think of you
    The hole in my chest
    Brings back the feud
    My feelings
    arent quite surely clear
    My aching love
    For you is dear
    Sleepless nights
    Will soon pay off
    I know of so
    I dont ask for much
    Giving me chances
    Isnt really that hard
    Not enough
    To put up guards

    Just remember this
    I love you much
    I havent love someone
    As the same as such.