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You say you hear the breaking
of a thousand hearts
Well I can hear a thousand beating
On their mark
Am I dreaming? Yes I’m dreaming
And that’s a start
You say you hear the mountains
Coming tumbling down
I can hear the rhythm
of this solid ground
Am I dreaming? Yes I’m dreaming
And that’s a start
Sunday morning
You might wake up on your own
Close your eyes
You’re not alone
Say you hear the shouting
Of a thousand lies
I can hear a gentle voice
From deep inside
Am I dreaming?
Yes I’m dreaming
And that’s a start
And though the skies will darken
Like the English rain
In our hearts
That sun is gonna rise again
Am I dreaming?
Yes I’m dreaming...
Are we dreaming?
Yes we’re dreaming
Are we dreaming?
Keep on dreaming
And that’s the start
© 2018 Chris LeRoy
Published by New West Crash Music /ASCAP
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