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Picture this, you and me
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Walking down a white sand beach
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We're holding hands, the warm wind blow
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We're all alone
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All these dreams are fantasies
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They're not real, not reality
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And now I cry over you, nearly die over you
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And all the bits and pieces of us that I try to find
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Chorus:
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Are only paintings in my mind
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Faded memories of another place and time
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We were happy as can be
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You were loving me
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And now it's just an image that I find
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Like the paintings in my mind
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When you left, I fell apart
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I was torn, you broke my heart
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And now I cry over you, nearly die over you
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And all the bits and pieces of us that I try to find
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Impressions of the way it was
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Long ago, somewhere back in time
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Paintings In My Mind
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| Tommy Page |
