He Wants
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He wants
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More than a blind companion
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To live his life
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With reckless abandon
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And he wants
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A maiden less fair
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Autumn leaves in my hair
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Parallel to his own feeling
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To leave her flailing
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For his glance and by chance
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He wants only his dream
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And he wants you as you breathe
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And he wants you to magically be
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What he wants
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He wants
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The hush of new, fallen snow in June
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Frozen tulips, ripe to bloom
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He wants
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A lover beside him
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Who knows not to want for more
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Standing outside his door
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His poison in his wine
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So he cracks a pageless spine
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To forget and forgive all
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That he wants only his dream
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And he wants you as you breathe
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And he wants you to magically be
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What he wants
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The guilded Rockwell ad grandfather¡¯s pipe
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Or to drink the water of new life
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He wants only his dream
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And he wants you as you breathe
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And he wants you to magically be
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What he wants
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And he wants us to play his game
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And he wants us to be the game
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And he wants us to play his game
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And he wants us to be the same
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He Wants
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My Brightest Diamond |