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The strangest thing about my life
Is that I still believe in love,
That I keep falling asleep dreaming
Of never having to be tough.

I still believe that love will come
And take me from this fallen world,
Turn off the sound of that drum,
Take me above the empty words.

It will accept me as I am,
Not asking to give up my dreams,
It'll take my picture out of the frame,
And make it come alive with screams.

It'll drive away my enemies
And cover me with warming smiles,
That love will turn the world of names
Into a world of quiet sunshine.

So, I keep living through my troubles,
Depressions, hatreds, fights, betrayals;
Because my living still is noble -
I'm waiting for the love to happen.