I know that you won't ever even breathe my air, yet still I wait.
Month after month of glances and smiles unreturned, yet still I wait.
Still I wait, because somehow I believe it when they say that the best things are worth waiting for.
I know that you won't ever even breathe my air, yet still I wait.
Month after month of glances and smiles unreturned, yet still I wait.
Still I wait, because somehow I believe it when they say that the best things are worth waiting for.
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