She thought it was just her imagination
such as these dreams the kids have
but when the sun comes up,
she knows someone is waiting for her right there.
but she can't understand...
the laugh, the look, the touch
everything so unreal,
and she doesn't even know what she got.
something good, or bad.
no matter what it is, she wants it.
and when the sun shines, drying up the rain
that girl realizes that nothing 'll be the same
that's why she keeps her dreams on.
sweet-stranger-sick melody clouding up her mind...
that real and close imagination.
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