I dreamt of you last night,
As I was waiting for
I will be gone
In the time it takes to
Don't say that you care.
I can read lies on
Are you lonely where you are?
Sitting in your car waiting
She was drawn here by her own reflection.
Blinding her
Burn this message.
Cut off your fingerprints so no one listens.
You
Step out the front door
Like you've never seen the stars
You'd better watch yourself, kid,
Or at least watch your feet.
There's
What should I do, darling?
Tell me the truth - what
The clouds came out of nowhere,
And they cluttered up the
Monday morning.
Too early to tell if you're still here.
I can
Stand on top of the storm,
Flap your wings
To the butterfly
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