I know I'll miss her later
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Wish I could bend my love to hate her
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Wish I could be her creator
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To twist her arms now
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She stares up at the stars when
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The stars fell from her hair then
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I bent down to collect them
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And then she was gone
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Oh, I sleep just to dream her
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I beg the night just to see her
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That my only love should be her
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Just to lie in her arms
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Oh, I came there to find out
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Find out she'd made up her mind, oh
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My arms are all tied up
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To me she was blind
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This space between us
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Where wingless dreams fall earless
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Will you not bear me witness
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With your back to me now
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It seemed so unnerving
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Still somehow deserving
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That she could hold my heart so tightly
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And still not see me here, oh
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Oh, I sleep just to dream her
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Beg the night just to see her
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That my only love should be her
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Just to lie in her arms
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I know I'll miss her later
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Wish I could bend my love to hate her
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Wish I could be her creator
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To be the light in her eyes
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Sleep To Dream Her
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| Dave Matthews Band |
