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Love Is Like Clock Law
This heart is empty
I've barely hidden memories
I've found a picture that haunts me again
I've no sad expression
I've no tears in my eyes
But I am the clown who forgot how to laugh
I wonder, does she think of me?
I wonder, I wonder
I wonder, does she call my name?
I cried
Don't leave me here alone
I cried
Don't leave me, don't leave me
Love is like clock law
Tick tock my heartbeat
I was a passion that passed her spare time
This room is prison
Love doesn't come here
These quiet nights will slowly kill me
I wonder, does she think of me?
I wonder, I wonder
I wonder, does she call my name
I cried
Don't leave me here alone
I cried
Don't leave me here alone
I cried
Don't leave me, don't leave me
Don't leave me, don't leave me
I cried
Don't leave me, don't leave me here
I'm quite alone