I will throw myself underneath the wheels of any train of thought
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running off the rails I'll sail you through the rogue waves of your brain
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If I could bring a light to shine upon the dark and disobeying
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night so young but I still say we're too old for cliches
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Oh I can only dream of the dreams we'd share if you were so inclined
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I would love to be the one to open up your mind
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I could base my whole existence upon the cherry-strands of your gold hair
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I would ask, almost insist upon treating you kind and fair
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Oh I can only dream of the dreams we'd have if our hearts would be entwined
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If you would let me be the one to open up your mind
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I'd still be myself beneath the banks all broken beside the stream
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ready to return your thoughts unlearned so it goes, so it seems
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Oh I can only dream of the dreams we'd share if you weren't so defined
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I would love to be the one to open up your mind
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If you would let me be the one to open up your mind
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Open Mind
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| Wilco |
