Conceived in hope and what could be
Dreams are delicate and free
But bitter is the aftertaste
Of a dream that dies
Own a dream and own today
...and own today
My memories are missing me
My memories are missing me
I disappeared without a trace
Like a sympathetic face
Inside a swarm of bees
Dreams are delicate and free
But bitter is the aftertaste
Of a dream that dies
Own a dream and own today
...and own today
My memories are missing me
My memories are missing me
I disappeared without a trace
Like a sympathetic face
Inside a swarm of bees
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