I reach for you like I'd reach for a star, Worshipping you from afar, living with my silent love; I'm like a flame dying out in the rain, Only the ashes remain, smouldering like my silent love; How I long to tell all the things I have planned, Still it's wrong to tell, you would not understand, You'll go along never dreaming I care, Loving somebody somewhere, leaving me my silent love.
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