When the sun is rolling
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Over the horizon
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That I can almost touch it
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I reach out my hand for the light
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That lets my heart chant
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I have the feeling Like being torn apart
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When my pleasure and desire meet
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Cries crawl up my throat, but
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My mind tells met to swallow
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Let me enjoy these moments
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Until the last second is gone
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Until the clouds have com
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Cause they'll take it all away
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This sweet passion that you feed
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What tenderness a mind can feel
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Each time you hit a nail
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Into my hand
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I want to beg for another
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Visions
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Dawn Of Dreams |