In the repeating world, if I reach out my hand a number of times
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Will my fleeting teardrops melt your black heart?
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If these budding feelings echo in my heart
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Then I'm sure I'll be able to protect you at your side with no change.
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If I pick up the fallen hope and connect it to tomorrow,
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I can even untangle a knotted, twisted-up wish.
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I held the light above me and erased my doubts.
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What I wanted in the future
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Was to hold you in the night as you cried and screamed your despair.
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Softly healed by my faraway ideals.
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I grip tightly onto these certain bonds and move ahead, no matter where,
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The miracle that cut through the impurity on my back.
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If I touch these feelings that were created, then more than anything
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It starts to mist up the warm reality.
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Even if you keep asking the confused world,
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You already knew it wouldn't give an answer, didn't you?
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The wish that I made that dripped down as I cried will never show any wavering.
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It just softly gives me endless pain.
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You learned sadness and happiness,
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But weakness changed you.
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You threw off the time the stopped and destroyed everything.
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You entrusted the words that should not have been able to reach to me.
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What do those eyes I see feel that makes
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Them distance themselves.
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It's as if you're hiding your heart.
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I can stay strong without change, forever.
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I held the light above me and erased my doubts.
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What I wanted in the future
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Was to hold you in the night as you cried and screamed your despair.
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Softly healed by my faraway ideals.
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I grip tightly onto these certain bonds and move ahead, no matter where,
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Wavering opens my eyes.
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I'll shake it all off and reach out my hand,
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The miracle that cut through the impurity on my back.
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