Dreams dying alone.
Dark waves folding over me.
Light so far away.
To touch her fingers
To hear her voice in my head
Too much to ask for.
I’ll certainly die
If you don’t let me see her
Something has to break.
Dreams dying alone.
Dark waves folding over me.
Light so far away.
To touch her fingers
To hear her voice in my head
Too much to ask for.
I’ll certainly die
If you don’t let me see her
Something has to break.
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