And all that I
want is a home inside the woods
and a warm arms that I can love
and all of the days are nothing but a haze
on the even rows
of chairs
and in the night
you look alright and in
the night we took a flight
to Rome
and all of the world is nothing but a whirl
in your favorite evening gown
and deep inside my head is a warm and cozy bed
where I'll sleep when I am dead
and in the year I'll still be here
you
might hear
our fear
will lose your mind
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