Underneath the still silence of you and I

Grows an ache to be closer

Nearer, seen through the glint on your eye

Feeling the same for no other

Maybe this could be something that would last

Or something not worth of our time

But we’ll never know the end unless

You take that chance, hold your hand with mine

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