Reality rips the wall
Comes into the dream
Repeats itself
Changes and shows
The way out
Into the dream of heat
From you
Driving away the cold
Letting my hand touch
The delight to pleasure
Where raindrops feel nice
Body to body are right
Holding so close, so close
Tingle so bright
In the dream of lust
Reality rips the wall
Comes into the dream
Changes and takes
The dream away
Leaving all empty
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