Monday, September 26, 2011

Cure












Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm crazy
Worried over nothing
I am just scared
Don't make me laugh
I must be dreaming
All that I see is really not there

The stillness speaks
Deep within me
I open my eyes
Now I'm aware
My hand reaches
Out before you
Lost beyond this nightmare

Run and hide
When you're scared
Seek to find
When you're prepared
You must endure
The suffering for this cure

Tell me I'm right
Tell me I'm not crazy
Just a boy
Falling in love
Don't make me cry
I can not be dreaming
All that I want and need
Is here, with you

Run and hide
When you're scared
Seek to find
When you're prepared
You must endure
The suffering for this cure
Close the blinds
It's too bright
Stay here
With me tonight
You must endure
The love for this cure

Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm crazy
A foolish boy
Falling in love
Don't make me cry
I can not be dreaming
All that I want and need
Is here, with you

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