To their

　　Now you are not so naive as he used to be

　　Was secular blind the eyes

　　Or have been contaminated in my heart

　　More and more big

　　Trouble is more and more

　　Once I dream one day grow up

　　I didn't grow up now But is already grow up the way of wanted to return

　　I don't know if there is a true friend to me

　　Only know I never out of my heart

　　In addition to her

　　I afraid afraid of being hurt again

　　Afraid of his own heart fall off again

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