Текст песни: Orange August - Old Dreams
If you’d say “I’m sorry for all the pain. I was just trying to show you that I love you”, I would reply “That’s ok baby, we’re all a bit scared but it’s cool you told me that”.
Then everything would be fine and you would be mine.
Yah, the patient hopes of the sweet full dream. The sacred nonsense of my heart and mind.
Man, we’d get angry, we’d fight, we’d say “I hate you and all your stupid jokes”. Those would be great days.
I think sometimes I look for a way to make these dreams a little more real than what they are. Anyone cares for a fight?
I make, for as long as I remember, little stories in my head. They’re more than little stories; they’re a second life that I live. Oh….that I lived, because I’ve grown and I’m older. I know now I’ll never be a football star.
I used to create, in my dreams, perfect girls. They were just like the ones that passed me by on the street but they would actually talk to me.
They’d make me laugh; they’d make me cry. I’d make them love me so.
I think sometimes I look for a way to make these dreams a little more real than what they are. Anyone cares for a hug?
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If you’d say “I’m sorry for all the pain. I was just trying to show you that I love you”, I would reply “That’s ok baby, we’re all a bit scared but it’s cool you told me that”.
Then everything would be fine and you would be mine.
Yah, the patient hopes of the sweet full dream. The sacred nonsense of my heart and mind.
Man, we’d get angry, we’d fight, we’d say “I hate you and all your stupid jokes”. Those would be great days.
I think sometimes I look for a way to make these dreams a little more real than what they are. Anyone cares for a fight?
I make, for as long as I remember, little stories in my head. They’re more than little stories; they’re a second life that I live. Oh….that I lived, because I’ve grown and I’m older. I know now I’ll never be a football star.
I used to create, in my dreams, perfect girls. They were just like the ones that passed me by on the street but they would actually talk to me.
They’d make me laugh; they’d make me cry. I’d make them love me so.
I think sometimes I look for a way to make these dreams a little more real than what they are. Anyone cares for a hug?
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