Once you’ll see through my heart,
perhaps we’ll never be apart.
One day you’ll be hand-in-hand,
perhaps we’ll share and understand.
With the dew-fall in sight,
perhaps we’ll meet in the
moon-light.
Or on the leaf we’ll find no dew,
perhaps it all depends on you.
Now as I have again found you,
perhaps my dreams will come true.
Stronger than ever will be our
ties,
perhaps you’ll just live in my
eyes.
Like the twinkling stars you’ll
shine,
perhaps you’ll never be mine.
From me, you’ll be far away,
perhaps I’ll never live for that
day.
May be I’ll recall you for years,
perhaps it will bring in some
tears.
Or my eyes will always be dry,
perhaps each single day I’ll cry.
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