Somewhere, she knows that he will find her
Till every single teardrop became a desert rose
Love her, and hold your hand above hers
Until the crossroads meet you, a legend that will come true
No longer will you call her a desert rose
Somewhere, she knows that he will find her
Till every single teardrop became a desert rose
Love her, and hold your hand above hers
Until the crossroads meet to, a legend that will come true
No longer must you follow a desert rose
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