You may stop calling it a rose,
But you will never forget how it smells…
You may stop believing in fantasies,
But you would still hear Santa’s bells…
You may stop loving and caring,
But you would always know how it feels…
You may stop admiring the beauty of Nature,
But the sun would still shine from behind the hills…
You may want to be anyone but just you,
But your shadow wouldn’t ever change…
You may question your own faiths and believes,
But there are truths you cannot challenge…
You may stop listening to music,
But your heart won’t change its beat…
You may find the sky too far,
But at the horizon, it’s bound to meet!
But you will never forget how it smells…
You may stop believing in fantasies,
But you would still hear Santa’s bells…
You may stop loving and caring,
But you would always know how it feels…
You may stop admiring the beauty of Nature,
But the sun would still shine from behind the hills…
You may want to be anyone but just you,
But your shadow wouldn’t ever change…
You may question your own faiths and believes,
But there are truths you cannot challenge…
You may stop listening to music,
But your heart won’t change its beat…
You may find the sky too far,
But at the horizon, it’s bound to meet!
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