Saturday, February 7, 2009

You are the dream, I am the dreamer...

Blow the candles out, looks like a solo tonight,
I'm beginning to see the light.
Blow the candles out, looks like a solo tonight,
but I think I'll be alright...

How do I get closer to you?
When you keep it all on mute?
How will I know, the right way to love you?

If the past is the problem
our future can solve them, baby.
I could bring you alive if you let me inside, baby.

I wish you could feel that my love is real.

I keep falling into a deeper hole with you.
I can't dig myself out.
I'm trapt.
And I hate it, but part of me doesn't want out of it.

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