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Imagine this, and I still love you.
Imagine this, and I still constantly wait for you.
I'll figure it out in my mind,
And I'll tremble in the wind.
Meanwhile,
The leaves rustle.
It's as if I'm the plot in a movie,
And already I laugh,
Over myself.
When will my anticipation end?
You're my strongest weakness.
You're my saddest joy.
You're my bravest pride.
You're a fairy-tale I passed over in my story.
Someone there,
Got used to figuring it out for us.
Who has the opportunity to be adored by the other,
Who should love,
Who should suffer.
Or it can be destiny.
Sends energy through wires,
And puts tests on us.
And we're like robots.
You're my strongest weakness.
You're my saddest joy.
You're my bravest pride.
You're a fairy-tale I passed over in my story.
You're my strongest weakness.
You're my saddest joy.
You're my bravest pride.
You're a fairy-tale I passed over in my story.
Imagine this, and I still love you.
Imagine this, and I still constantly wait for you.
I'll write verses,
And set them on fire to burn.
What are they to me,
Without you?
It's as if I go into the darkness.
And I'm afraid,
Of each shout to me...
When will my anticipation end?
You're my strongest weakness.
You're my saddest joy.
You're my bravest pride.
You're a fairy-tale I passed over in my story.