Goodbyes that bind us
The blind eyes that weep
Those that do not want to part
Due to feelings buried deep
And as I leave the spot
That I have shaped and has my name!
I refuse to be your cynic:
This, my heart, will not be tamed!
Goodbyes that bind us The blind eyes that weep Those that do not want to part Due to feelings buried deep And as I leave the spot That I have shaped and has my name! I refuse to be your cynic: This, my heart, will not be tamed! |

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