Lately, I ran out of jokes to make you smile.
And so I feel incompetent,
For what do I exist for, if I can't make you happy at least for a minute...
Before I can't relate,
But I think this is the meaning.
When I see you not happy,
It feels so cold and lacking.
I can't stop thinking,
It's not that I am hoping,
It's just warms my heart,
----to see you smiling.
It's not that I am hoping,
It's just warms my heart,
----to see you smiling.
I miss the night we slept in one bed but didn't hug you tight.
It might be late for that, but always never for a "goodnight".
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