I'm living on a dream
to bring you here to me,
wishing and a wanting
each day to feel like spring.
The darkness is quite heavy
and unbearable at times,
so I go living on this dream
that makes you mine.
From season to season
it's your hand I felt in mine,
as time takes the reign and I'm
no longer twenty nine.
I don't wanna wake up
might you disappear,
I'll keeping living on the dreams
that bring you here.
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