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is all I have right now called pretend. Take the night in all its blackness try and hide there if you can. Much to your surprise, the night has a thousand eyes. I see you in my dreams, I see you in the black of night. Your not real, imaginary lover, imaginary friend. You are what I make you become in my world called pretend. Your the perfect gentleman, when you smile my life begins. Your my imaginary lover, my imaginary friend. Where everything lasts forever, there's no hurt and there's no pain. There's no end. The night has a thousand eyes, and there all focused on you. You can't run and hide, all you say is true. When you say, "I Love You". You hold me tight within your arms, I feel the beating of our hearts. I hear the song of lovers playing in the stillness of the night. My imaginary lover, my imaginary friend you fill the emptiness inside. There's no hurt and there's no pain. For the night has a thousand eyes, and there all watching you. You can't run you can't hide, because in my pretend world everything is true. My eyes are watching you. written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love March 5, 2003 |
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