Will I ever find the one,
To make things turn out right,
Will I be there for the sun,
And make it through this night.

Is there really love out there,
Instead of all this pain,
It feels I've looked everywhere,
And all I get is Rain.

Sometimes I feel so lonely,
Depressed on nights so long,
I just need someone to hold me,
Someone to call my own.

Mystalia

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