| I dreamed I was drowning
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| In the river Thames
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| I dreamed I had nothing at all
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| Nothing but my own skin
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| Slipped away from your open hand
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| Into the river
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| Saw your face looking back at me
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| I saw my past
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| And I saw my future
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| You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
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| 'Cause you don’t like the way they seem to be going
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| You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
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| You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
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| Put it all back together
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| But anyway you look at things and try
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| The lovers are losing
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| I dreamed I was watching
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| A young lover’s dance
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| I reached out to touch your hand
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| But I was watching from a distance
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| We cling to love like a skidding car
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| Clinched to the corner
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| I try to hold on to what we are
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| The more I squeeze the quicker we all are
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| You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
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| 'Cause you don’t like the way they seem to be going
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| You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
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| You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
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| Put it all back together
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| But anyway you look at things and try
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| The lovers are losing
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| I dreamed I had nothing at all (nothing at all)
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| I dreamed I had nothing at all
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| You take the pieces of the dreams that you had
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| 'Cause you don’t like the way they seem to be going
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| You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
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| You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
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| Put it all back together
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| But in the final reckoning
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| We’re trying
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| The lovers are losing |