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I know that you want me to dream |
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Don't mind dreaming |
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But if it's all a waste if your heart won't breathe |
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I'll choose to stay awake and make a mess |
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Here's my blank confession |
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The sun in me will die if you bottom out |
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So while smiles don't stick around |
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I'll be here, if you want me |
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I'll be here, if you need me |
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I'll be hanging on a cloud of open invitation |
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Holding on to that keeping you here |
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Sounds like a roof came down on you |
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Left windows nagging |
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And you were edged between getting away |
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And feeling slapped and blue |
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Here's a song that will never be too far |
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My love protest of how |
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I careSo while you feel that you're caught there |
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I'll be here, if you want me |
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I'll be here, if you need me |
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I'll be hanging on a cloud of open invitation |
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Holding on to that keeping you here, |
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I'll be here |
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I know that you want me to dream |
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And I don't mind dreaming |
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But if it's all a waste if your heart won't breathe |
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I'll choose to stay awake |
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I'll be here, if you want me |
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I'll be here, if you need me |
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I'll be here, if you want me |
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I'll be here, if you need me |
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I'll be here, |
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I'll be here |
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I'll be with you |
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Come to me |
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May grace be with you |
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Gently keep you here |
