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Tears float to the rims of my eyes,
As I remember the sight of your face.
I'm so sick of this hurting,
I'm locking my heart in a case.

People say I shouldn't do that,
That not everyone will hurt me.
But I'm left with no choice,
I'm hiding away the key.

Oh, maybe someday I'll trust again.
Someday I might fall in love.
But until my someday comes,
I'm flying away like a dove.