Sweet escape
"...we are used to walk a dream, a place we can't escape
and hear our hearts beat desperatly, while we're not awake
we run in circles to find a way, we can make a wish come true
and we wake up every morning, and realize there's nothing to do
the heartbeats getting slower, and the dream does fade away
and somehow I wish I had the curage, to hold it tight and make it stay..."
and hear our hearts beat desperatly, while we're not awake
we run in circles to find a way, we can make a wish come true
and we wake up every morning, and realize there's nothing to do
the heartbeats getting slower, and the dream does fade away
and somehow I wish I had the curage, to hold it tight and make it stay..."
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