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Looking at the happy crowd
Sitting here all alone
I wanted to walk away now
Crying loud was my soul

I remembered everything suddenly
All the accounts for the past three years
I then recalled how I loved desperately
And how they all gave me my fears

The first was a real nice one
Giving me all the smiles I could ever wish
Someone I wish I could become
But I found that my heart was still unready

Then a year after, I met someone
A girl with glasses talking 'bout her crush
She dumped me 'cause I wasn't the one
We became bitter and harsh

It is true that for eight months I grieved
Until a new one came along
This might be an opportunity
This one listened to my songs

But no matter how hard I deceive myself
Truth is that no one's here with me
I remember everything all too well
How they all made fool of me

They all only filled me with lies
I spent those three years with tears
They played my heart with dice
I loved truly but still I end up here

I wish upon those stars and smile
But even if I beat myself with a burning rod
A couple of million times,
I know no one would come

I wish God is here and hear
All my life I have longed for some love
I don't ever regret a thing
Though I've given all I had