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In a forest known as heartbreak |
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In a clearing in the wood |
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'cross a pathway called confusion |
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Toward the garden of delight |
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You'll reach the river of desire |
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And meekly try and cross it |
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While the valley of love |
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Keeps avoiding you |
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Because it's only an illusion |
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Only an illusion |
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Upon the hill of high ideals |
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You begin to wonder if it's real |
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You are reaching sleep's oasis |
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You begin to wonder how you feel |
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But it happens so quickly |
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It doesn't fit into your scenes |
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Tossin' and turnin' |
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The star of so many scenes |
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It's only an illusion |
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It's only an illusion |
