Highest hights
lowest lows
sweetest tears
and brightest lights
long before
and miles away
rushing fast
just to get home
yellow dress torn and worn
cast a feminine shadow on the city walls
hair gold and flowing
a beautiful sight being born
this city of dreams
makes me dream
and i only dream
of you...
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
Highest hights
lowest lows
sweetest tears
and brightest lights
long before
and miles away
rushing fast
just to get home
yellow dress torn and worn
cast a feminine shadow on the city walls
hair gold and flowing
a beautiful sight being born
this city of dreams
makes me dream
and i only dream
of you...
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