I want to watch you think
I want to see you create a masterpiece
I want to be there when
The gears and cogs won’t turn
With a whisky straight
And mindless conversation
I want you to get me through the nights
When screams are all i have
I want your arms to be real
Rather than my fever dream
I want you to spin me around
Whilst I’m cooking dinner
And dance me across the kitchen floor
I want the world I gave up
For mistakes I would never take back
I want just one minute
Of that life I can taste so completely
It doesn’t seem possible
It could only be a dream
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