When I said we were nothing but a fantasy. Maybe some reality is mixed up in all of it. But we weren't supposed to happen. We were supposed to remain separate. We were supposed to remain a figment of my imagination. So I place you back into my thoughts, allowing the physical to die with yesterday.
I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light. He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be soon and he's gotta be larger than life.
Thanks for listening C. ;0)
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