Lie may have been there
Soft yet fragile lie in the shape of love
Lonely lie pretending to be tough
As fine as powdered snow, nobody can’t tell its true form
The true intention may have been there
One might call this a doubt
On a beach where waves come and go at a certain rhythm
Frosty waves under the sun ripple through me
Horizon makes me feel uneasy in early afternoon
If the waves don’t let me call this doubt with a love still a love
If the sun says love should make me believe without a doubt
I don't want to call your name anymore
If the waves let me call this doubt with a love still a love
If the horizon lets me love with a doubt
I never want to forget your name
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