Come take me down to your heart of gold,
and I will hear your song.
Cover me up in your fantasy world, where I can do you no harm.
And hold me now close to you.
Fear the thoughts I am sending.
Hold me now close again.
This dream is almost ending.
Come take me down to your victory waltz, and I will break your heart.
Gaze once again at the promise we made, that I have torn all apart.
And hold me now close to you.
As though we’re still pretending.
Hold me now close again.
This dream is almost ending.
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