it's my dreams you take


You're getting older
Your journey's been
Etched on your skin.

Wish I had known that
What seemed so strong
Has been and gone.
Wish I was sober
So I could see clearly now
The rain has gone.

I guess it's over
My memory plays our tune
The same old song.


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