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I walk passed the phone
and i like to be alone,
and all on my own,
inside my paper home
I wish i was good,
i wish i was beautiful to you
and that you understood,
that i'd fight a war for you,
if i should
You sit by the fire,
at least i imagine you do
l. cohen sings avalanche
i'm in a book, so are you
i wish you were here to run,
laugh and cry with me,
suddenly appear to love,
live and die with me
Chorus:
in dreams i save you from harm
in dreams you always worship me
like i've always worshipped you
in dreams we're together,
it's you and me that i see
I can always pretend
when i don't want to be alone
that you're back again,
safe in our paper home
Things i've done wrong,
countless in name and number
but pride feels no pain
so i run off to hide my shame