Me
Don't open your eyes in the dark.
There is nothing to see, nothing to dream.
Where is the light?
Where are the dreams?
This isn't real.
This isn't me.
Where is the light that I can see?
Where is the beauty in the dream?
This is me the one who believes in dreams.
This is real the light is shining brightly.
Take me where all if these dreams come true, and keep me out of this darkness.
This is me the girl who believes in dreams.
Every year that falls down my face.
I know it's just a symbol of my crushed dreams.
The pain is hard through every tear, but I will always believe
In DREAMS!
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