Under those eyelids are just admirance. Good-bye to passing seasons.
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Instead of glistening kindness from far, I just want one selfish wish granted
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Going under that cold glass street
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I want to touch, to confirm those feelings I have
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I hold close to me only those dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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Even if my heart is swayed by the blowing howling wind and battering rain
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I can endure the pain for dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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As long as the sky has its way, I can be honest
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Realizing everyone's alone, I got used to the emptiness a little. Lonely
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In a room one boring afternoon, I raise that concealed face.
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Crushing that boring discussion
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Let's hit ideas together, towards the ill-humored tomorrow
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I suppose there are lots of thorns in the dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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Trusting in people, finding the lies, and the tears are painful
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I'm always getting thrown around by the dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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As long as the town has its way, I can't throw it away
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It should come in handy, those dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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Making a crack, kicking your heart, someone's trace
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I don't need an occasion for the dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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As long as the love has its way, I can walk on lively
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I hold close to me only those dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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Even if my heart is swayed by the blowing howling wind and battering rain
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I can endure the pain for dreams that I can open my eyes to see
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As long as the sky has its way, I can be honest
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