Do you know how many times a heart can break?
How many senses does madness have?
Are feelings worth it?
How many tears can one channel fit?
Are we alive again?
Why do you wake up?
What does time heal?
I am your 7th sense,
Your false bottom,
Your second sight.
You you are a wise prognosis,
the principle of hope,
a light streak from the night.
Someday I will find and love you...
I am one of your colors,
can choose me, can wear them,
Can bleach them.
Tell you all the secret numbers,
I'll imagine your wildest dreams,
I'll explain to you what I don't know anything about.< br/>I am your 7th sense,
Your false bottom,
Your second face.
You are a safe prognosis,
the principle of hope,
a light strip from the night.
Someday I'll find and love you...
Life flows red in our veins,
I'll serve it to you on a golden platter.
You take me out of it gray valley of tears,
Makes all miracles happen at once,
So that I lose hearing and seeing.
I am your 7th sense,
Your double bottom,
Your second face.
A favorite color,
Your sportiest car,
Your deepest dive,
Your gliding flight.
You are a good prognosis,
The principle Hope,
A streak of light from the night.
I find you and love you more than me.
I love you more than me.
Someday I will find you.
I'll find you or not.
I love you more than me and I'll find you.
I'll find you or not.

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