I care too much
To let you destroy
The minds I touch
And yours too, young boy
With a gentle voice
To not make him angry
His eyes became moist
I did not hear, "you hate me!"
To let you destroy
The minds I touch
And yours too, young boy
With a gentle voice
To not make him angry
His eyes became moist
I did not hear, "you hate me!"
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