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Put your hands in the water
watch the water flow
put your hands in the light
and watch your skin glow
for once ask your heart, if you truly love me?
and I will let you go!,

Put your feet in this mud,
feel the earth heal..
get your hands in the air..
and feel the wind blow..
for once say me the words,
and I will let you go..!

Put your heart in mine,
and feel the love grow,
take my hands in yours,
and walk past the slope,
for once hear my love....
and I will let you go!!!


Put yourself in those mornings I dreamed of,
and feel the warmth of my presence,
hug me tight sometimes,
and watch unfold a rose,
let me live my dream,
till that heartbeat goes,
for once if I broke your heart,
then plz let it go!

Put yourself in my shoes,
and only once, just once...
consider my views,
even then let us be foes,
but for once, just once..
ask your heart to love me....
and I will let you go!!!




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