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daydreamer
daydreaming
looking at a painting of two people dancing
i let myself glide into the gold frame to this soft world
im l gazing into his eyes with my black flowing dress
he is looking at me intimately in his tuxedo
we are floating on clouds fading into the horizon
i dont wana come back to reality...
where people dont dance like that any more
but going home i think about that painting
when i walk in the door he is standing there waiting to dance with me just like in the picture
and then im on those clouds again floating away
never coming back
