It was not your words that my ears heard, but the songs I wanted to hear.
When it is merely talk with no wisdom, will my ears still hear you?
It was not your looks that I admired, but your character.
When your character is just my imagination, will I still admire you?
It was not you that I trusted, but my Lord who lived in your soul.
When you betray your soul, will my Lord still live there?
When it is merely talk with no wisdom, will my ears still hear you?
It was not your looks that I admired, but your character.
When your character is just my imagination, will I still admire you?
It was not you that I trusted, but my Lord who lived in your soul.
When you betray your soul, will my Lord still live there?
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