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Feels Like I'Ve Been Here Before

Walking down this road with you Wondering what I'm supposed to do I see reflections of wild flowers in your eyes I see a brown, dead meadow of weeds Where the wild flowers have wilted and died Is it my imagination, I'm not really sure It just seems so real Feels like I've been here before I see a dark cloud overhead as the thunder rolls Reaching out I feel your coldness unfold I try to take your hand in mine but you pull away As a slow falling rain starts to hit the ground Where the road comes to a dead end, I kneel and pray Is it my heart breaking or do I need you more It just all seems so real Feels like I've been here before Walking down this road without you I look back into memories without a clue I kneel down and beg for you to come back As my tears fall on this dead field of wild flowers I see the day turning dark as it turns to black Is it the pain of losing you, wish I could be sure It just seems so real Feels like I've been here before I see blackness all around as I wake-up beside you I look and see you staring into my eyes of blue My lips brush your ear and our lips meet As the sweat rolls into my eye from my brow I realize that it was just a dream I wonder if we made love, if it would be the cure Cause It all seemed so real Feels like I've been here before

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