Monday, December 05, 2005

and dread the day when dreaming ends


I follow the night,
Can't stand the light.
When will I begin
To live again?

One day I'll fly away,
Leave all this to yesterday.
What more could your love do for me?
When will love be through with me?

Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends?


One day I'll fly away,
Leave all this to yesterday.
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends?

One day I'll fly away,
Fly, fly away.

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