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I would throw myself underneath |
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The wheels of any train of thought |
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Running up the rails, so sail you through |
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The rope-ways of your brain |
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If I could break a light to shine |
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Upon the dark and disobey |
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The night's so young |
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But I still say what you owed for cliches |
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Oh, I can only dream of the dreams we'd shared |
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If you was so inclined |
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Oh, I would love to be the one |
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To open up your mind |
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I could base my whole existence |
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Upon the cherry strands of your gold hair |
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I would ask, almost insist |
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Upon treating you kind and fair |
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Oh, I can only dream of the dreams we'd have |
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How our hearts would be entwined |
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If you would let me be the one |
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To open up your mind |
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I'd still be myself beneath the banks |
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Unbroken beside the stream |
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Ready to return your thoughts unknown |
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So it goes, so it sees |
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Oh, I can only dream of the dreams we'd share |
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If you weren't so defiant |
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I would love to be the one |
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To open up your mind |
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If you would let me be the one |
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To open up your mind |
