My head is filled with your voice.
I forgot how to rejoice.
Every word you’ve said.
Echoes like a melody.
When’ll I talk to you again?
I talked but a moment ago.
Don’t know what patience means.
Don’t want to know how it helps.
Moments seem like mountains.
Mountains are far on the horizon.
When’ll I talk to you again?
I talked but a moment ago.
I’ll call you just now.
I won’t let my ears wait.
I’ll enjoy the fire again.
I won’t let the burning go down.
When’ll I talk to you again?
I talked but a moment ago.
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