The man of my dreams
lies no were near
the man of my dreams is something i fear
something i don't want to see
the man thats mine
will never be kind
he never sees the light of day
he never hears the music of the parades
he is trapped in darkness
not able to get 1 kiss
the man of my dreams
is dead to me
because he isn't free
he was meant to stay in my dreams
i am not very keen to ever see him again
because he is my dark side
the side i have to hide
from me myself and i
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