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Tracy Chapman - If There Are The Thigns
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If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why dont I dream Anymore Ive tried to tell myself Nothings changed my dear But I look around me And think maybe thats not so I only have nightmares And wake up with cold sweat Coming through my pores Why dont I dream anymore Im in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up Its rotten to the core Why dont I dream anymore If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why dont I dream Anymore We lose our patience Lose our trust Yes we lose our innocence To forget our sorrow and hide our pain We lose old memories But dreams are what lifes worth living for I wish I could dream Once more Im in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up Its rotten to the core Why dont I dream anymore If these are the things that Dreams are made of Why dont I dream anymore Ive tried to tell myself Its all for the best my dear But I look around me and think Maybe thats not so I only have nightmares Wake up in a cold sweat Have I become as corrupt As all I abhor Im in the garden All the trees bear fruit I have to pick them before they fall I finally grab one I hold it in my hand I open it up Its rotten to the core Why dont I dream anymore If these are the things that Dreams are made of If these are the things that Dreams are made of If these are the things that Dreams are made of I dont want anymore
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