Behind the curtain of right and wrong , unspoken words hanging in the air
Masks replace the true faces and their masquerades become their identities
When two hearts wounded in love meet on the secret lanes of desire
All was needed; someone to take a leap of faith
She into his arms or he into hers; And yet they kept a safe distance
Like everyone else chained to own convictions, fools pretending to not care
For some roads there are no ends , they run forever!
Masks replace the true faces and their masquerades become their identities
When two hearts wounded in love meet on the secret lanes of desire
All was needed; someone to take a leap of faith
She into his arms or he into hers; And yet they kept a safe distance
Like everyone else chained to own convictions, fools pretending to not care
For some roads there are no ends , they run forever!
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