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Now We Are Somewhere We Never Wanted To Be

The speaker recalls first seeing the person dancing in the rain, and their eyes meeting when the speaker slipped while gazing at them. They convinced themselves the world was beautiful. Now, due to misunderstandings, they are somewhere they did not want to be, with broken dreams being played with. The speaker wonders how to tell the rain not to fall like love on their dried, calloused skin, and that maybe the person can see more than just raindrops on their face - they miss the person whenever it rains.

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Now We Are Somewhere We Never Wanted To Be

The speaker recalls first seeing the person dancing in the rain, and their eyes meeting when the speaker slipped while gazing at them. They convinced themselves the world was beautiful. Now, due to misunderstandings, they are somewhere they did not want to be, with broken dreams being played with. The speaker wonders how to tell the rain not to fall like love on their dried, calloused skin, and that maybe the person can see more than just raindrops on their face - they miss the person whenever it rains.

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Jaspreet Singh Sidhu
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I miss that moment when I saw you for the first time dancing in the rain…

I was watching you,


like you were the world to me!

And our eyes met the first time when I slipped


while I gazing at you…
You laughed and somehow I was able to convince myself…
that world is really beautiful!
Now…
we are somewhere we never wanted to be…
We are the broken dreams being played in the hands of misunderstandings!
But how to tell this rain
Not to fall like love…
on our dried callous skin!
But may be all you see on on my face…
Are not only the raindrops!
I really miss you!
Whenever…
It rains…

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