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Every day I imagine a future where I can be with you
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In my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you
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The ink flows down into a dark puddle
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Just move your hand - write the way into his heart
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But in this world of infinite choices
C Am F G
What will it take just to find that special day
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What will it take just to find that special day
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C Am F G
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Have I found everybody a fun assignment to do today
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When you're here everything that we do is fun for them anyway
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When I can't even read my own feelings
C Am Dm G
What good are words when a smile says it all
C Am Dm G
And if this world won't write me an ending
C Am F G
What will it take just for me to have it all
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C Am F G
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Does my pen only write bitter words for those who are dear to me
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Is it love if I take you or is it love if I set you free
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The ink flows down into a dark puddle
C Am Dm G
How can I write love into reality
C Am Dm G
If I can't hear the sound of your heartbeat
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What do you call love in your reality
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And in your reality if I don't know how to love you
I'll leave you be
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