The moon, my heart, a song
a rhythm I feel
a rhythm I feel
can't be a rhythm gone
It's just beating wrong
like a crowded room
the loneliest place
without you
a crowded room
and there's no one there
but you
a crowded room
and there's no one there
but you
I wake to find you
in my dreams
Is that you that I see?
in my dreams
Is that you that I see?
Life, gone in a song
80, before you know
don’t sneak up and find me here
dreaming...
and wishing
don’t sneak up and find me here
dreaming...
and wishing
on the same Lover's moon.
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| In a parallel universe, there was only their song... |
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