Sometime we love with nothing more than hope.
Sometimes we cry with everything except tears.
In the end that's all there is:
love and its duty,
sorrow and its truth.
In the end that's all we have-
to hold on tight until the dawn.
Sometimes we cry with everything except tears.
In the end that's all there is:
love and its duty,
sorrow and its truth.
In the end that's all we have-
to hold on tight until the dawn.
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