All thoughts should not be shared,
And that is the beauty of life,
For there is something called personal
That is the rhythm of life.
And that is the beauty of life,
For there is something called personal
That is the rhythm of life.
Some thoughts should be relished,
In the closet of our hearts
Though they are beautiful,
Yet they should not ever part.
In the closet of our hearts
Though they are beautiful,
Yet they should not ever part.
Why should pearl be thrown,
That's a blunder so vast,
It can hurt the delicate
Feelings of a tender heart.
That's a blunder so vast,
It can hurt the delicate
Feelings of a tender heart.
Hold your beautiful feelings,
Don't throw your pearls,
For some may fail to understand,
The beauty of spoken words.
Don't throw your pearls,
For some may fail to understand,
The beauty of spoken words.
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