Cupids Eyes Run Dry
When Cupid cries, is that the reason rain falls from the sky?
Does he cry for pain? Sorrow? For all the people who won’t see ‘morrow?
Or does He cry, because the person who loves you the most, me,
Cries because it’s you I can’t touch, hear, smell, or see.
Cupid’s arrows brought my heart to you
And now his tears tear me apart from you
I will love you and you alone until the end of time
Or until Cupids eyes run dry
And you, I can be with, and you can be mine
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