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Live in dreams

Your head next to mine your hand held tight I see you like that almost every night The morning comes and I'm alone in my wonderful but empty home I see your face so close to mine it's getting harder to draw the line Fantasy and dreams draw me in deep it's only reality that makes me weep

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