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And she said I had a dream about you
I had a dream about you
We were walking, never talking
In the desert of our minds

Sometimes the most beautiful things must die
This time these feelings need to end
So they can be reborn and be so much more
Than they ever were before

Then she pointed out a flower for me
You walked over, you looked it over
And she handed it to me as it died
It died between our hands

Sometimes the most beautiful things must die
It's time these feelings need to end
So they can be reborn and be so much more
Than they ever were before

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