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Nov 2014
I’ve got myself a dreamer
he wants to take me far away---
from here---
the midnight heat on shabby streets
the Sunset strip/the guys I meet
He wants to take me far away /from here---
He says/My Dear--
Let’s fly away from here ---
today----
I wasn’t always this way
that’s what I always say--
today--
my dreams of fame, and, fortune
flown --- away--
life on the streets
it has no pulse/there is no heart
it has no beat
It's worn me down n' I've been so cold
while on my feet
yeah, while on the street
If you stare into my eyes,  
you might see a reflection of all the darkness/all the lies
I've been told--
since I was just a young girl
of just nine years old--

you might see tears welling up in my blue eyes
you might see a person living in disgrace...
I've been alone...
n' I'm too young to have a face like stone
Darkness has settled in..
blood mixed with wine...
casting shadows/casting sins

I’ve been on my own
since I was nine
and I had to learn to make a dime
Because I learned early on---
that life was not always  
warm or,  kind--


(hook)
Now I’ve got myself a dreamer
he wants to take me far away---
from here---
the midnight heat on shabby streets
the Sunset strip/the guys I meet
He wants to take me far away/from here---
He says/My Dear---
Let’s fly away from here ---
today--
© Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes
Written by
TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
(I live in my imagination)   
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