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So shiny, so real, so unreal
Heaven, don't let angels like you roam in this world
Brown eyes, green clothes, some trees all around
They look like symmetry aproaching your skin
And I know I'm wrong but my soul flies high
When you are around
Even when you are not
Holding the tears I thought: You could be the one who saves me
Waiting for the rain to come, I know how much you like to wait for it
But I keep losing you
I don't even know if you are here
I don't even know if you are real
Holding the tears I thought: You could be the one who saves me
Waiting for the rain to come, I know how much you like to wait for