Not sure, but hot you are. rewinding memory beside you, till in there, still in pair. Time goes by I’m on your sight.
Must be a dream, may be a trouble, to be the heaven , just as you make it true.
Could be a dream, might be a trouble, to be the heaven, just as you make it true, baby.
Some magics happened, with the sacred secret sound, to meant to be.
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