I have a brilliant plan
And I just know this time it could work
I'd like to think we're not strangers anymore
I slept a thousand years
Still I'm hurting, you are not near
I had this urge to write to you before
I'll see you soon
I know it's a bad idea
I know you can never be near
But my tears felt so good in your arms
Your hand that held mine through the night
Let's go see the death of the day
Let's pretend it's a good idea
Let me think that I will be OK
It will be so good
Tomorrow I should be fine
I think at last it's not too much to ask
There is something weighing down on my soul
I don't know, I don't know

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