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Last nite I had the sweetest dream of apathy:
We layed in the twilight with your arms around me.
And they made such perfect symmetry around my heart
But now, I can feel the sun on my face...
Now I awake with no sympathy for those around me
I can picture that dream of you and me just like a photograph
I'll use it to compose another symphony of loving you
But I'm always stuck with writer's block.
This morning I had no idea if I was awake or dead
I laid there in the sunlight with so much detest
And the rays of light shined so bright it lit up my eyes
Bright enough to see what the blind-hearted never could.
Now I decide with no sympathy for those around me
I'll remember that dream of you and me just like a photograph
I'll use it to compose another symphony of loving you
Coz that's all that I can do.
I'm awake with no responibility for my actions
I want to fall asleep and dream of you and me in a photograph
We'll lay in the twilight as I whisper "I love you"
But I'll never find out if you love me too.
If only we could live in dreams...