Finishing eight or nine?
Tell me, what's the perfect time?
I told you I'll be waiting
Hiding from the rainfall
So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased?
On my last strength against you
Baby, tell me what you need
Young as I want to know
I will never let you go
Trading a baseball lover as I face the snow
So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased?
You know you can make it
But you can't make it alone
I've been writing letters on the wall
I hope one day you'll see them all
And that you're not alone
I've been playing memories in my mind
Wishing you were there like all the time
So I'm not alone
And I'm tired of this madness
Tired of being stranded
I don't wanna be alone
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