Nothing else
Nothing
Nothing comes to mind but you
And you are stuck there
Glowing in my imagination
A beacon drawing me back
Back from my fantasy
to the shores of reality
Where I moor until the day
I can steal you from this land of reason
Nothing comes to mind but you
And you are stuck there
Glowing in my imagination
A beacon drawing me back
Back from my fantasy
to the shores of reality
Where I moor until the day
I can steal you from this land of reason
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