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STEP you
Having conversations of nothing important,
Impulsive habits and shown behaviour,
I don't have to remember not to forget,
Inside me somewhere perfectly,
Wow oh oh oh, Oh no no no
I remember, YOU and ME.
So, 1,2.3.4 one by one, 1,2 Step you just like that,
I want to get to know you better.
So, 1,2,3,4 one by one, 1,2 Step you just like that,
I can no longer be stopped by anyone,
Wow wow, so wow wow
Oh wow wow, so wow wow
1,2,3,4 You and Me
"I wonder where and what you are doing right now",
As soon as I thought that,
Even if its just for a little while,
I want you to be remembering me,
Wow oh oh oh oh, Oh no no no no
I wished You and Me.
So, 1,2.3.4 one by one, 1,2 Step you just like that,
I want to get to know you better.
So, 1,2,3,4 one by one, 1,2 Step you just like that,
I can no longer be stopped by anyone,
The difference between ideals and truths are so harsh,
Unable to stop them, they keep appearing oh yeah yeah yeah
Should we give up here? Or keep on trying?
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
So, 1,2,3,4 You and ME?
So, 1,2.3.4 one by one, 1,2 Step you just like that,
I want to get to know you better.
So, 1,2,3,4 one by one, 1,2 Step you just like that,
I can no longer be stopped by anyone,
So, 1,2,3,4 since some time, 1,2 Step you in time,
There is a side of me that is becoming greed,
1,2,3,4 for some time, 1,2 Step you in time
I will want only your smile,
Wow wow, so wow wow
Oh wow wow, so wow wow
Wow wow, so wow wow
Oh wow wow, so wow wow
1,2,3,4, You and Me.
is this LOVE?
In the chair you’re gazing at so sweetly, are her thin shoulders
Her face is so sweet and happy as she nods, laughing.
I felt like something was crumbling with a loud noise, but
I couldn’t move, all I could do was stand there
"Why isn’t it me?" I wouldn’t ask that absurd, and pointless
question, but I’d never seen you looking like you did then
and you just felt so far away
What do I call these feelings?
Since I learned the reason for the sadness in your eyes
sometimes
I also understood that it’s not me who can do something for
you, not someone else,
Only one specific person...
I also knew that it’s not me, or someone else who can do
something for you
But only one person...
I pretended that I’d just realized how attracted I am to you
I tried to cover it with transparent lies, but it only made me
feel even more empty
What are these feelings called?
"Why isn’t it me?" I wouldn’t ask that absurd, and pointless
question, but I’d never seen you looking like you did then
and you just felt so far away
What do I call these feelings?
I pretended that I’d just realized how attracted I am to you
I tried to cover it with transparent lies, but it only made me
feel even more empty
This must be what they call love.
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