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Amends
I don't know
How life should be
Or how we should be
I only know
I have to make amends
With how things are
Let's pretend
We are within reach
There is no aching
In our arms
All the notions
Of our love-sleep
Has nothing left to dream
Let's wake
So the heart hides nowhere
then we will never again
Need only words to touch
How life should be
Or how we should be
I only know
I have to make amends
With how things are
Let's pretend
We are within reach
There is no aching
In our arms
All the notions
Of our love-sleep
Has nothing left to dream
Let's wake
So the heart hides nowhere
then we will never again
Need only words to touch
Published 30th Oct 2011
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