Lie on the ground outside of town,
sleep to a song of the birds,
woke to a vision of you,
you couldnt put it in words
In a desert by a sea,
developing pictures of towering trees,
remembering a naughty tune I knew,
it feels of a small town, with nothing to do
I can feel it coming on,
you're self-destructing again,
write in the sky the reasons why,
we've been strangers and friends
In a desert by a sea,
developing pictures of towering trees,
Remembering a naughty tune I knew,
It feels of a small town, with nothing to do
Theres a melody that runs through your mind,
I've heard you sing it tens of thousands of times,
It sounds just like the song I would sing,
If I let you be my everything
In a desert by a sea,
developing pictures of towering trees,
remembering a naughty tune I knew,
feels of a small town, with nothing to do

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