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our hands are cold and the moon sets low

You said that it's okay for me to cry And I got so mad at you 'Cause I didn't want you to see me cry Ooh, I've been so hard on myself

And it pains me to say, I was wrong Love is not a symptom of time Time is just a symptom of love

If I saw you now Could I look in your eyes? Do you think of me Like I dream of you?