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Well it could be the time
Or my state of mind,
Or the songs I’ve been listening to
But the clock reads 11:11
And I can only wish for you
And if I can only dream
Then I’ll have my dreams,
Have you hand them back
They were never yours to hold
Never yours to steer off track
And if I told you what I wanted
Would you try to prove me wrong?
Would it make for conversation,
Or have you known it all along?
If this is a relapse, I’m not
Going back to that white room
If this is progress, please don’t
Let me look behind
If I give you this, please resist all temptation
To break it
Even out of curiosity, to find out what’s inside
And if I can only dream
Then I’ll have my dreams,
Have you hand them back
They were never yours to hold
Never yours to steer off track
And if I told you what I wanted
Would you try to prove me wrong?
Would it make for conversation,
Or have you known it all along?
Your memory, it tells me I should sleep now
That the shivers have subsided from my spine
That we’ve managed to untie these knots in my stomach
Even if the ends will meet again, embrace and intertwine
Oh, let’s give it a try
And if I can only dream
Then I’ll have my dreams,
Have you hand them back
They were never yours to hold
Never yours to steer off track
And if I told you what I wanted
Would you try to prove me wrong?
Would it make for conversation,
Or have you known it all along?