but wanting them all
patience is no friend
He has dreams too
and I see them in his eyes
How they feed him
Can you feel my dreams?
I want to speak of them
but do not
Can you see
the possibilities
I want to ask
as I bury my head in his shoulder
this face,
I turn up to you,
no one else on earth,
has ever seen.
patience is no friend
He has dreams too
and I see them in his eyes
How they feed him
Can you feel my dreams?
I want to speak of them
but do not
Can you see
the possibilities
I want to ask
as I bury my head in his shoulder
this face,
I turn up to you,
no one else on earth,
has ever seen.
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