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While in these days of quiet desperation |
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As I wander through the world in which I live |
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I search everywhere for some new inspiration |
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But it's more than cold reality can give |
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If I need a cause for celebration |
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Or a comfort I can use to ease my mind |
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I rely on my imagination |
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And I dream of an imaginary time |
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I know that everybody has a dream |
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Everybody has a dream |
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And this is my dream, my own |
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Just to be at home |
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And to be all alone...with you |
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If I believe in all the words I'm saying |
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And if a word from you can bring a better day |
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Then all I have are these games that I've been playing |
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To keep my hope from crumbling away |
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So let me lie and let me go on sleeping |
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And I will lose myself in palaces of sand |
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And all the fantasies that I have been keeping |
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Will make the empty hours easier to stand |
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