I can’t wait, until these tears dry
I can’t wait…until this tear dries
The last gift, to which, I can remember you by
The scars on my heart, I can remember you by
A glimpse of our stint, hmm, December, July
Hot and cold, seasonal love only delivers you lies
I try to close my eyes so you don’t enter my mind
Then the moment you arrive, my temperature rise
Perplexing your effect..you are composed of ice
Perplexed by your effect..your composure is ice
I, can’t wait until this tear dries
I can’t wait! But now this tear is ice
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