| And did I ever get to tell you what you meant to me?
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| And did you know that you were always like a fantasy?
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| And are you off to see the places that were in your dreams?
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| Yeah, will you ever find yourself inside a fantasy?
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| And did you ever find the love in you you found in me?
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| And will I ever get the chance to be your fantasy?
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| And will I see you down the road wherever that may be?
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| Well, if I do I’ll tell you that you were my fantasy?
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| I suppose it’s nice to know
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| That there’s so much left to go
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| But as seasons start to change
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| My feelings may start to fade
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| But I’ll never forget
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| Oh the ease you put me in
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| Oh the sun will start to set
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| As the leaves rise in the wind
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| And amidst a sea of red
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| I’ll think of the words you said
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| Oh and it’s hardest in the snow
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| Wondering which way to go
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| Though the spring will come with time
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| I have lost this love of mine
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| If it all just ends today
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| I think I will be okay
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| But I’ll always wonder if
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| This is how it should’ve been
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| I’ll never know
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| I’ll never know anything
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| But wherever
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| You are now
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| I’ll carry on |