Looking through this broken window,
I am watching those lovers below,
Filling my heart with pain,
Filling my head with shame.
The clock is tiking away,
And there goes another day.
Should I call you,
Or must it be for good.
I can't clear my head,
With those dark cloud ahead.
I must forget you,
But if only you knew.
You were just too good for me,
Now I can't even sleep.
May your soul go away,
With nothing more to say.
Let's end this, and set me free.
Since you'll never let me be.
Please ear me,
And go away from me.
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