"All the ifs" by Simone Cloete

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All the ifs

If I were wiser, I'd be calling you often, I'd would follow you to the ends of the earth before sunrise.
If I had chances, I would grab them with both hands, I'd be calling you often, no more dreaming you'd be mine.
But when I wake up from this dream I wish we had. Keep hoping someday you'd be right there with your heart as my compass so that I may never lose my way again.

If I were braver, I'd be right on your doorstep, I'd be holding some roses, I'd be looking in your eyes.
If I were stronger, I'd be telling you things that I rehearse in my head, you would like what I said, you would like what I said.

But when I wake up from this dream I wish we had. Keep hoping someday you'd be right there with your heart as my compass so that I may never lose my way again.

If I could get past the first step, just to say hello and tell you my name, so that you know I exist.
If I you would smile right back at me, you would wake me from this dream, take my hand and make it real, make it real.

But when I wake up from this dream I wish we had. Keep hoping someday you'd be right there with your heart as my compass so that I may never lose my way again.

And if I ...

 

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