There is a dream I used to have My dream swallowed me whole There is a bridge where I hate to go That is where I first saw her High on the bridge I seen her red hair shining There is a girl- I never knew She was my Aunt Virginia They said that she- she just disappeared They said I look just like her
High on the bridge I seen her Dancing, waving to me there She smiled and raised her head Then she took to the Air
There is a dream I can't escape My memories come back to me There is a hell I can't escape My memories come back to me
I heard the truth about it Pictures and headlines hidden away I heard the truth about my real mom Jumping from the bridge that day
Now I know why ever since I was 3 years old Been having the same nightmare Now I know the truth about Virginia Why she took to the Air |
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