With what mine only heart feels doth I say,
With what mine heart tells me to say to thee.
Love is madness, and only madness, I say.
And do we wish it not to be madness?
But this it is, this fever of life...Love,
We wish, and wish, this madness could not break.
Yet this love doth here ends, forevermore.
Adieu, I bid thee, and only thines heart.
For what hopeless dreamer am I to not?
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Little girl
with the fire inside
so hot and burning
with a deep pain.
Don't be sorry, don't be sad
We will end it all.
with the fire inside
so hot and burning
with a deep pain.
Don't be sorry, don't be sad
We will end it all.
I'm sorry.