April
Wednesday 3 June 2009 photo 2/3
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Gone away are the golden days Just a page in my diary So here I am, a utopian citizen I'm still convinced there's no such thing as idealism
Memories they're following me like a shadow now And I'm dreaming 'Cause I've already suffered the fever of disbelief
I've seen your act And I know all the facts I'm still in love with who I wish you were
It ain't hard to see Who you are underneath
I'm still in love with who I wish you were
I wish you were here
I was true as the sky is blue But I couldn't soon say the same for you, no no So now I find denial in my eyes I'm mesmerized by the picture that's in my mind
Tell me when I'll finally see your shallow heart For what it is
'Cause I don't want to keep on believing in illusion
Memories they're following me like a shadow now And I'm dreaming 'Cause I've already suffered the fever of disbelief
I've seen your act And I know all the facts I'm still in love with who I wish you were
It ain't hard to see Who you are underneath
I'm still in love with who I wish you were
I wish you were here
I was true as the sky is blue But I couldn't soon say the same for you, no no So now I find denial in my eyes I'm mesmerized by the picture that's in my mind
Tell me when I'll finally see your shallow heart For what it is
'Cause I don't want to keep on believing in illusion
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