(Claude S.)
If I could speak and call you
friend, would you hear me to
the end?
We could see farther than the
sun. We could pretend we
were as one...
And if by chance I were to fall,
would you help me or turn to
go? and if the grace of all my
dreams could settle parts of
you that scream...
I know what I could see in
you...
I know what I could be in you...
and if you promise to be home
you'll get to keep me till you're old...
And if the grace of all my
dreams could settle parts of
you that scream...
I know what I can see in
you...
I know what I can be in you...
I know what I can see in you...
I know what I can be in you...
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