The first time I saw you I promised myself
That somehow I’d be close to you
Even though we were only 15, I swore that you were 22
From the way that you dressed and you moved,
I made us up in my head
And I gathered my pride and I walked to you and this is just what I said
Sit on this bed of dreams on my way home
Hurdling you my design on my way home
Four years later I woke up from my dream and realized that it may be true
The same brown eyes that I once painted in dreams were whispering, I love you
Sit on this bed of dreams on my way home
Hurdling you my design on my way home
Through the foreign fields
Watch me fade away
In a lighter shade
Here comes yesterday
We are everything
We are wide awake
How about starting again
Sit on this bed of dreams on my way home
Hurdling you my design on my way home
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