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Cross out your name
To live like us
Does it make you sick
The sign I'm dreaming of her

Fell with the rain
Of every joy
Felt like a prince
And made me say
But the sign I'm dreaming of her

Her
Her

Twist off the ring
And help her breathe
But The sign I'm dreaming of her

When the light's on
And you see the light
And you spoke to yourself
What you really like
You cross out your name

Her
Her
Her
Her

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