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It's better to have sweet dreams about her and forget it all in the morning |
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It's better to have sweet dreams about her and forget it all in the morning |
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Dreams |
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They fade, disappear in the light |
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They're lost when you open your eyes |
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She's somewhere out there |
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Out of reach and out of sight |
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It's sweeter to stay true to what we knew and to live in the world without her |
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It's sweeter to stay true to what we knew and to live in the world without her |
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Dreams |
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When you wake, disappear in the light |
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They're lost when you open your eyes |
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She's somewhere out there |
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Out of reach and out of sight |
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Somewhere out there |
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Walking in this neighbourhood |
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Leading our parallel, never-touching lives |
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Lives that seem as ephemeral and fleeting as our dreams |
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Dreams |
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They fade, disappear in the light |
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They're lost when you open your eyes |
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She's somewhere out there |
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Out of reach and out of sight |
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It's better to have sweet dreams about her and forget it all in the morning |
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It's better to have sweet dreams about her and forget it all in the morning |
