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Five Seven Eleven
I woke up on a familiar shore
As the pain was crashing down
I could not face the sunshine
Put my shades on and closed the door
I don’t know if I’ve been right
All the things my conscience drowned
I don’t know if I’m wrong
To be in love with angel sprite
When loneliness falls into desperation
My broken spirit no longer has it’s crown
I reach into the darkness to find my way
Are you my light or is it my imagination
(Instrumental)
Distance and miles that keep us apart
Are just empty spaces like a ghost town
I wished we could meet in the middle
Common ground for my shattered heart
Baby I’ll be there oh so high
As the new falls can be found
I would betray my soul to touch your face
For what its worth... I never said goodbye
When loneliness falls into desperation
My broken spirit no longer has it’s crown
I reach into the darkness to find my way
Are you my light ...
or is it just my imagination
As the pain was crashing down
I could not face the sunshine
Put my shades on and closed the door
I don’t know if I’ve been right
All the things my conscience drowned
I don’t know if I’m wrong
To be in love with angel sprite
When loneliness falls into desperation
My broken spirit no longer has it’s crown
I reach into the darkness to find my way
Are you my light or is it my imagination
(Instrumental)
Distance and miles that keep us apart
Are just empty spaces like a ghost town
I wished we could meet in the middle
Common ground for my shattered heart
Baby I’ll be there oh so high
As the new falls can be found
I would betray my soul to touch your face
For what its worth... I never said goodbye
When loneliness falls into desperation
My broken spirit no longer has it’s crown
I reach into the darkness to find my way
Are you my light ...
or is it just my imagination
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