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Alarm Clock

Peering into my heart, Trying to read my mind, He'll never know unless he asks, Guessing is just a waste of his time, He'd rather see an image of me to keep his dream alive, The idea is all but a fantasy, until he can reach out instead of hide, My heart becomes a fairytale, so it's certainly not about me, The interest becomes unrealistic until he wakes up from his sleep, I'll give my heart to him when he wakes, but there's so much more involved, I'll snap him back to reality, before the end of this song, I hope he doesn't choose to stay asleep, he's snoring in my ear, Darling,, please....would you wake up? There's something you need to hear.

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