Always in a hurry, impatient to get away
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Always think that things look a lot better
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When they're seen from far away
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But if you take me by the hand
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I'll love you like the sea
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I'll wash over every border
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Drown every boundary
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Why won't you let me in
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'Cause I'd like to see
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Who's been dreaming the dream of you
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Can't you feel the pull of this season's weather
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Drawing the world into its shell
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Draws and draws like poison
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And no one sweet enough to resist the smell
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And I see all the secrets that you keep
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Use them to build your high wall
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Use them to drown in your sleep
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Why can't I just come in
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'Cause I'd like to see
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I'd like to be the smallest part of the dream that's you
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I know that I don't feel the seasons
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And I know that I'm not really welcome
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But I never got my invitation to join
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The dreamers of the dream
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Always in a hurry, impatient to get away
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Always think that things look a lot better
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When they're seen from far away
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Dreamers of the Dream
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| American Music Club |
