My dear may not know, my dear, because it may be hidden within the depths of the heart exceed the peoples will know my dear may not be visible as if I was a bleak, but I'm all heart torture. For what it is.
I know, because I could see my love. It may be hidden deep within the heart Beyond the mysterious love of me could not see. I like the cold , but I was suffering a heart What it is
My love, my love may not. It could hide deep inside of my heart Beyond the perceptive my love can't see? Like I'm cold but I tortured my heart. What it is