Ask me to wait
for hundred years.
I'll wait till the sun's alive.
Ask me to wipe
all your tears.
A single drop, I wont let thrive.
Ask me to run
a million miles.
I'll run till my last breath.
Ask me to build
magical isles.
I'll raise'm from blood and sweat.
Ask me to lead.
I'll walk along, head to head.
Ask me to bleed.
I'll turn every river red.
Ask me to love you.
You wont need more love.
Or bid me adieu.
I will go. Nah, not my love.
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