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The Dreams Hurt
The dreams hurt so much
My life’s like a sad song
How I long for your touch
When the days seem too long
My life’s like a sad song
I can’t escape into the books
When the days seem too long
The past clings to rusty hooks
I can’t escape into the books
You make me feel loved and safe
The past clings to rusty hooks
But you found me as a waif
You make me feel loved and safe
Your hands are healing my heart
But you found me as a waif
This love is a work of art
This love is a work of art
How I long for your touch
Your hands are healing my heart
But the dreams hurt so much