Open up your door for me
And let me in
Oh, can't you see
How cold I am?
You remain there
Unabated
And you refuse to
Let me lose you
Only when I sleep I do
And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream
In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real
Even in the dream I cried
I'm the giveaway
I could never hide
All the sadness inside
Blue, what a funny color to
Color you
Love is hard to hold onto
Only when I sleep, I do
And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream
In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real
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Open up your door for me
And let me in
Oh, can't you see
How cold I am?
You remain there
Unabated
And you refuse to
Let me lose you
Only when I sleep I do
And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream
In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real
Even in the dream I cried
I'm the giveaway
I could never hide
All the sadness inside
Blue, what a funny color to
Color you
Love is hard to hold onto
Only when I sleep, I do
And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream
In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real
And let me in
Oh, can't you see
How cold I am?
You remain there
Unabated
And you refuse to
Let me lose you
Only when I sleep I do
And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream
In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real
Even in the dream I cried
I'm the giveaway
I could never hide
All the sadness inside
Blue, what a funny color to
Color you
Love is hard to hold onto
Only when I sleep, I do
And sounds forming words
From the well spring of concern
While my boat in that old shun turned
On the hull I watched the city burn
In a dream
In a dream
In a dream
It seemed real
Writer: NICHOLAS SHANAHAN THORBURN
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY