My dream for one love Countdown
Countdown my arm is open and waiting
Stiff tired clock sound I heard ticks tocks ticks tocks
Time will never stop, time past and never come again
Time will tell, time will come she be in your arm
and your shoulder if she need to cries
To brings along her heart and soul
Her heart your heart two became a whole
At last our life is whole
Without dead nothing can do us apart....
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