Price
How wonderful it would be
To lose track of time with you
And just to be so emphatically free
And I follow you into the deep blue.
I follow you in my darkest dreams
And running fast I will reach the pyer
We burst through the doors and burst through the seams
Singing in the water, dancing in the fire.
I will soon have to pull my heart away
For we fell in love in the days of old
And with that love, there is a price to pay.
It is dark now, I feel terribly cold.
When love is lost and all turns into fear
I catch my breath only to choke again
And all we loved turned to sorrow my dear,
To you, across the sea, my love I’ll send.
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