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It sounds like a whisper
It seems like a dream
It breaks and it falls
It tears at the seams
Suppose that it happens
Suppose that it's real
Supposing you're right
Suppose it won't heal forever
And I will get old and tired
And nothing will get to me
No one will want to have me
Begging to be set free
Chorus*
If only the sun would take me
If only the wind was on my side
I wish I could see you
I'm stuck in a fog
I wish I had patience
A virtue says God
I wish I had wishes
A gold magic charm
I'd wish for more time
I'd wish to go far away
Chorus*
And I can hear voices calling
And I can feel weight upon my mind
You'll hold my hand in your hand
And after I'm gone you'll still have
Time to figure out the things,
The things that left me empty inside
Chorus*
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