I've seen how he swim like he never did before.
And into the depths of the ocean can't you see
a shining pearl was waiting for you.
He walked as fast as he could
just like the old rush days.
He's always on the run to get ahead
of what his feeling right now.
It could be true they say,
we'll never see the shining pearl.
What's the sense of waiting then,
oh how could fate lead us separate ways
and meet once again.
Is this for real?
=care to correct the grammar? hehehe
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