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You walk along the midnight parade
You own the streets of silver and gold
I'm the only one who knows the charade
I could just die...
You've got such a grace
Light up the candle analyse
Touch my soul my flesh turns water to wine
I'm the only one who gets the review
I could just die...
This ain't just a dream...
Morning comes but I'm still awake
Night time will never be too late
An empty spoon at Holiday Inn
I could just die... You've got such grace
Second coming, still got the shakes
Does it work another day again?
My beloved one is still innocent
I could just die...
This ain't just a dream...
Tell me just tell me right now
Tell me why it feels so good
Tell me that nothing is wrong
I could just die...
You've got such grace
This ain't just a dream...