If only you could see the world through my eyes.
The beauty of the bridge on a grey and rainy day.
The bright red of a discarded coke can,
the lock, deeper than its own meaning.
The willow, crying tears of joy at the beginning of the summer rains.
If your heart could feel what my heart felt,
Oh the joy you would feel at the world,
Oh the sadness of the loneliness you'd feel.
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