But I guess it's not the same, for you and me.
So I'll move on and still love you,
Seeking one, who'll love me too.
I'll cry no more and let you go,
I'll follow the ripple, I'll follow the flow.
When I reach the end, there God has send,
My handsome prince charming, on a horse he will descend.
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