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I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain |
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To see for certain what I thought I knew |
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Far far away, someone was weeping |
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But the world was sleeping, any dream will do |
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I wore my coat, with golden lining |
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Bright colors shining, wonderful and new |
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And in the east, the dawn was breaking |
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And the world was waking, any dream will do |
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A crash of drums, a flash of light |
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My golden coat flew out of sight |
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The colors faded into darkness |
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I was left alone |
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May I return to the beginning |
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The light is dimming, and the dream is too |
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The world and I, we are still waiting |
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Still hesitating, any dream will do |
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A crash of drums, a flash of light |
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My golden coat flew out of sight |
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The colors faded into darkness |
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I was left alone |
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May I return to the beginning |
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The light is dimming, and the dream is too |
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The world and I, we are still waiting |
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Still hesitating, any dream will do |
