Stolen Season
but your tears are not mine
still sailing down on them til the end of time
all your fears still bleeding
out of your heart out of the sealing
but you are what you believe in
come rain or shine in your garden of weeping
but you are seeking
the celebration of the evening
but your tears are not mine
I don't care if I die
as long as I can have you by my side
all forgotten is gone
to sing this lonely song
things just happen without no reason
love's a stolen season
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