My love is equal to the distance between us,
Multiplied by a million to the thousandth power.
And when I return, I feel this familiar fuss
Because being near you makes my heart flutter.
I know that you're always waiting for me,
And I'll be waiting for you when you need.
And I will think, look for a hint of a guarantee:
Do you think of me in the same way, even a bit?
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