stupid boy..

Fall over myself...
Don't mean to interrupt
I was miles away...
Things I forgot
Are the footstools of God
That's how I behaved
I frighten myself, and folded my hand
As you talked to God

I love the way you dream...

Even my most base complaint, my sweet
My aims were lower
And even though all my restraint, my sweet
My aim was clumsy
And even if there's only one thing I want for you,
I want for you

I love the way you dream...

I love the way you love the way you dream,
One for me, one for you...

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