My morning now is not
cheerfully as yesterday,
When your voice still
I hear
The night wind knows is
cold without youI hear
Stars are reluctant to
come out
Empty sky like dead
When the sun come back
Warm soul I guess
Help
Melt the frozen heart
Best friend
Lonely now is belong to
me
Yours, ours
Don’t stop friends
The road is still long
A handful of despair
You have to reach
Now or later
You certainly can
Pursue all goals
Dreams that you dreamed
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