Want so close, seems not far
The Forever forward sun
elusive, running
Catch up, grabhold; the star.
The Forever forward sun
elusive, running
Catch up, grabhold; the star.
Slip the pure heart's embrace
Hunted down, a prize
Pray to God, beg for grace
Thou shalt not lose the race
Hunted down, a prize
Pray to God, beg for grace
Thou shalt not lose the race
Always yearning for the touch
felt, tasted
Wanting so much
It seems like walking distance
always so near
almost have it
thinking, running from afar
felt, tasted
Wanting so much
It seems like walking distance
always so near
almost have it
thinking, running from afar
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