Sometimes i feel cold
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  i meet somebody and i talk,
    i talk and i trust,
  i trust and then i care,
    though without much flare.

  i know somebody and then,
    i give,i give all love,then,
  i guess,i guess that they
    know what love means anyway.

  Then things keep on for a while,
    And then it seems you are on a glide
  through the sweet air of april
    Over green meadows and blue hills.

  Running and playing and everthing's fine.
    Days slip by,everything's still almost fine
  Then a day,i find something's non-aligned.
    And then one other day,i find that....

  That the warmth which i seeketh
    was laughed upon in their heart.
  The hearth which i seeketh
    was nowhere to be found...

  And i feel Cold.
 
 The world seems too bare hearted
    to understand the feeling of a butterfly.
 the world seems too foreign
    to live and love all the while.

  Some people will never understand
    what it is in just staring
  at blue skies,they will never know
    you don't need wings to fly.

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