| Someone is calling my name
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| I hear it from the distance
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| Waking me up and I slowly open my eyes to see
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| How long have I been sleeping?
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| How did I ever get here?
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| Sun burns my skin and there’s sand
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| As far as the eye can see
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| She stands there smiling for me
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| Tell me what’s going on
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| Deep in delirium, phantasmagoria
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| Can’t wrap my arms around her
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| She’s so mysterious, phantasmagoria
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| My fever’s getting higher
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| She turns away so softly
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| I force myself to follow
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| Her mane just floats like water, dancing in the wind
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| I know I’ll never reach her
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| No matter how hard I try
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| Her figure in the desert is there to guide my way
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| I don’t believe in angels
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| But she proves me wrong
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| Deep in delirium, phantasmagoria
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| Can’t wrap my arms around her
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| She’s so mysterious, phantasmagoria
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| My fever’s getting higher
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| I don’t believe in angels
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| But she proves me wrong
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| Deep in delirium, phantasmagoria
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| Can’t wrap my arms around her
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| She’s so mysterious, phantasmagoria
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| My fever’s getting higher
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| Deep in delirium, phantasmagoria
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| Can’t wrap my arms around her
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| She’s so mysterious, phantasmagoria
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| My fever’s getting higher
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| My body’s burning in the sand
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| Phantasmagoria
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| Is she real or just a dream?
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| Phantasmagoria
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| Phantasmagoria, phantasmagoria
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| Oh |