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I can see, no matter how near you'll be |
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You'll never belong to me |
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But I can dream, can't I? |
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Can't I pretend that I'm locked in the bend of your embrace |
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For dreams are just like wine and I am drunk with mine |
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I'm aware my heart is a sad affair |
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There's much dis-illusion there |
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But I can dream, can't I? |
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Can I adore you although we are oceans apart? |
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I can't make you open your heart |
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But I can dream, can't I? |
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I'm aware my heart is a sad affair |
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There's much dis-illusion there |
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But I can dream, can't I? |
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Can't I adore you although we are oceans apart? |
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I can't make you open your heart |
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But I can dream, "Can't I?" |
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I can dream, "Can't I? |
