There was once a dream I had
About a girl
A girl with dreams and hopes
As soft and delicate as butterfly's wings
But once a strong wind blew
Her fickle dreams fled
And other peoples dreams for her replaced them
Now she lives other peoples dreams
I'm still waiting to wake-up
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