When the butterfly will be long gone
Will you still be there for me?
When the sun will go done
Will you still hold me?
Passed that first kiss
Will you still close your eyes?
And when those first word escape your lips
Will you still be shy?
After we've locked our gaze for the first time
Will you still look at me the same
When you will hold my hand to make sure I'm fine
Will you still do it without playing a game?
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