I thought forever in your arms.
would miles kill our love?
will this wounded heart heal it's scars.
and faith seems so distant
As distant as "You and I".
oh how easy is to make believe,
stoned with your valium kiss.
oh how easy is to make believe,
stoned with your valium kiss.
Walking through surreal paths
fighting with blinded eyes.
fighting with blinded eyes.
And I don't want to live forever
if forever means to be appart.
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