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It's two in the morning and I drive by your house,
The lights are out and I can't knock on your window. As the cherry of my cigarette goes out, I think it’s the end of our friendship. Can I light another? Can I light another? I drive away and place the unlit butt in my mouth, Wishing this cigarette was your lips. I can't touch them anymore. I can't touch them anymore. While driving home, I hit more red lights than usual. Can I light another? I'm so tired. I'm so tired.
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"Dreaming a dream long enough makes a dream come true,"
Is wishful dreaming to me, For all I seem to dream about are Sweet, soft dreams of she. "Wishing a wish long enough makes a wish come true," Is dreamingful wishing to me, For all I seem to wish about are Sweet, soft wishes of she. I am speechless when she approaches me, I lose my strength and might. Afraid to blink when I gaze at she, I cannot lose such a sight. Her eyes tell tales of purity. Her lips speak of the same. My beating heart at infinity When she calls out my name. Since I cannot take her under my care For whatever reason it may be, To my heart, it can only be fair That we meet upon a dream... I would be anything just to be near you...
A ring to hold your hand, Stuffed bear for a hug. The ground on which you stand. On your shoulders, a ladybug. A camera to capture your smile. Magnify glass gazing in your eyes. A phone to feel you dial. Pocket mirror in disguise. Falling in love with you is an easy thing to do, If only I can get you to fall in love with me. Whenever I'm confused,
I'll go to the lighthouse. Whenever I don't know what to do, I'll go to the lighthouse. Because that's where I'll find truth. That's when I'll see you. I'd feel the softness of your skin. (the warmth of your touch) I'd hear your gently spoken words. (the beauty of your voice) I'll press your lips close to mine. (one perfect unity) I'll look deep into your eyes. (share this brief moment, eternally) The lighthouse sheds light, The lighthouse sheds power. It rids me from my fright, It is a mighty tower. The lighthouse is where I'll find you. It is where my fears are erased. Forever. |
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