Destiny
i used to love someone
our love was deep as the ocean heart
no one in this world could tear us apart
but something else did
life, death, god, devil
you can call it whatever you want
i call it destiny
it was meant to be
and there's nothing that i could do
but i left our love marked
i marked it in the berlin wall
in the san francisco bridge
the highest place on earth
and in the lowest reachable
before you go i proved my love
and when you left
all of my love gone with you
what else could i done?
this part of my life with you is marked forever in this world
but also is marked in my heart
no one would ever take this from me
and i forgive myself everyday
because i blame myself everyday
for leave you and keep living in this world marked with our love
i forgive myself everyday
because i don't love you anymore
how could i?
and that's the most painfull part
because everybody can love
and all of my love ended when your heart stoped
our love was deep as the ocean heart
no one in this world could tear us apart
but something else did
life, death, god, devil
you can call it whatever you want
i call it destiny
it was meant to be
and there's nothing that i could do
but i left our love marked
i marked it in the berlin wall
in the san francisco bridge
the highest place on earth
and in the lowest reachable
before you go i proved my love
and when you left
all of my love gone with you
what else could i done?
this part of my life with you is marked forever in this world
but also is marked in my heart
no one would ever take this from me
and i forgive myself everyday
because i blame myself everyday
for leave you and keep living in this world marked with our love
i forgive myself everyday
because i don't love you anymore
how could i?
and that's the most painfull part
because everybody can love
and all of my love ended when your heart stoped
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