When I was falling from the sky,
I thought only of thee;
maybe I would not have lived,
but the memories always will…
When I was asked to let go,
I did not draw a single breath;
maybe I would have taken it back,
but the love stays always with me…
When I was carried to the sea,
I surrendered myself to thee;
maybe I would have flowed away,
but your touch sailed me home…
When I was speechless,
I searched for the words to flow;
maybe they would have cast me out,
but the lips of thee helped me…
When I was meant to hate,
I looked for the reason to love;
maybe I would have accused,
but the truth, as always, is tender…
When I was in the storm,
I lived every moment for thee;
maybe I would have to go,
forever — but I always do as I do.
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