I could give you so many things
I could do so much for you
but you never let me in
something, always, comes in between
and we never come to make it
I'm a prisoner of myself
keeping thoughts, words and actions
thinking twice before saying hi
cause it'll be harder to say later bye
I don't wanna think, I wanna love
And it's been so long
I still dream of reciprocity
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