by Dep

A familiar scent fills the air tonight
Scent of winter, scent of dispair
The leaves fall from trees long dead
As though just realizing their fate
Like my hope which now fades from my heart
As though it finally sees reality and my own fate
My fate is sealed, my doom is certain
And I question whether there is anything to live for
So what is left in which I can believe
When everything's uncertain and I don't know what's real
Can you help me to see
Can you make me believe
In life
In love
In you
In me
Can you make me believe

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