Open up your door for me and let me in Oh, can't you see how cold I am?
You remain there unabated and you refuse to let me lose you
Only when I sleep I do
And sounds forming words from the well spring of concern while my boat in that old shun turned on the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream In a dream In a dream It seemed real
Even in the dream I cried I'm the giveaway I could never hide All the sadness inside
Blue, what a funny color to color you love is hard to hold onto only when I sleep, i do
and sounds forming words from the well spring of concern while my boat in that old shun turned On the hull I watched the city burn
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