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Even at the end when all is gone,

I’ll be a friend, be there when you call,

And even my lips, will curl to whisper your name,

Not in vain,

But in the hope you’ll be there.



You hold me now, but for how long?

When will you have enough of my love?

Dreaming of something better than what you already have,

I know we all can dream,

Dreaming makes us all,

But when you let me go,

I am alone,

Once more.