Last night I had a dream that Ia¢æ¢âd done things differently
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And Ia¢æ¢âd let you go back to Chicago
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Where the lake is clear and wide you cana¢æ¢ât see the other side
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And the folks are real, theya¢æ¢âll tell you how they feel
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So I stayed on the fairer coast until I became a ghost
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Oh fantasy, let this poor girl be
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City of angels, Youa¢æ¢âre no good for me
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Well therea¢æ¢âs no use in regret
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Some things Ia¢æ¢âd just soon forget
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Jesus loves me this I know
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Cuza¢æ¢â my momma told me so
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And the sun dona¢æ¢ât always shine in this crazy life of mine
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You cana¢æ¢ât wash away the pain
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Yeah, when it never rains
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I dona¢æ¢ât need to be no star down on Sunset Boulevard
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Livin an empty dream
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Where things aina¢æ¢ât what they seem
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City of angels, youa¢æ¢âre no good for me
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City of angels, city of angels
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You got me wrapped around your little finger
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Into the fire, sweet city of angels
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Last night I had a dream that Ia¢æ¢âd done things differently
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And I let you go, yeah I had to let you go
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City of angels, city of angels
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You got me wrapped around your little finger
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Into the fire, sweet city of angels
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City Of Angels
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| Alice Peacock |
