The ones we love hurt us the most,
They can’t see us even though we are close
But only with them do we feel at home

I can’t live with you, but can’t live without you
You reach for me, but fall right through
Yet when I pray, I pray more for you

One day we are here, the next we are gone
Our scents and smell, lingers till dawn
Our hopes and dreams, with the wind all gone

A child is born, and with him a dream comes
He learns to run, and he learns to love
Then he falls in love, is he right or wrong?

We think we know, but do we really? I ask
This life we know is naught but a mirage,
Every decision taken is a means to an end
If we know not tomorrow, then to what end I ask?

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