Funny how it always seems
i'm left alone with all my dreams
and even though they're very few
funny how they're all of you
...
If i held your hand in mine, would you walk with me
to another place in time, where together we could be
strolling barefoot on a beach, sand between our toes
paradise within our reach, as each day our love grows
...
I walk across this lonesome trail, desperatlely trying not to fail
i turn my head and think i see, someone laughing but it's only me
wearing a pretty good disguise, i think i fool you but in your eyes
i see the mask that hides my fear, each and every time you're near
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