When you’re around
it feels like there's a butterfly
Moving underground
Revealing colors in my dark sky
When you’re around
I smell the fragrance of peace of mind
For more than a second
I have no more tears to cry
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When you’re gone away
I feel drained
When you’re gone away
I feel less (than myself)
When you’re gone away
I must confess
That most of the day
I express a certain stress
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When we’ll get together again
(I can’t wait)
When we’ll kiss our souls again
When I’ll give myself to you again
When is when?
I can’t wait!