Towards the spring breeze,
Our hands touched,
Our eyes met,
But still it was much too quite,
Have you ever heard a silence this loud?
Unspoken words echo like a shout...
Oh this game were playing,
Dont know wheter to go or stay,
Both last to leave,
You look at me like youre about to speak,
Mouth open but not one single word leaks,
Is this chess, is this the peak?!
Oh won't you let me win or just let me go,
I have to know,
Plain simple yes or no...
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