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last night I looked out the window, ran downstairs, chased the sun and pretended you were here.
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all day long the waves danced and danced making me forget the tide would soon take them away
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time will take my heart and carry it out to sea where life is pure and love is free
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wishing for snowflakes to melt on my lips
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I saved all of my kisses in a jar for many years just to let them float away hoping they will be found one day
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If I could fly....
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when I pretend I am being kissed all of my troubles disappear
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make believe it's summer
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Something about the train...
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...and I stretched my arms behind my head while all of your tiny kisses landed on my stomach tickling my skin and making me laugh
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I had to leave my paint brushes behind, go for a short walk to the docks and daydream just long enough
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my dream home
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spiders over water
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pastel dreams