My dear, would you
My dear, would you
Let me crash my way?
Maybe thoughts growing up
Plant a garden in my head
My dear, would you
Recover my weak eyes?
Maybe color blind suddenly
Only remember doves eyes
My dear, would you
Bring me something to my senses?
Maybe got poisoned at last
Can't stay sober while you look at me
My dear, would you
Give me strength to go through all?
Maybe wandered in dreams
Way out looks so distant there
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