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TAL BACHMAN >> Merchandise Links
TAL BACHMAN
It's quarter to three as he slips into his bed Heaving a sigh, feeling dizzy in the head Can't bear to confess, but he's bursting at the seams And laying beside him is the one that he's deceived Somebody's dreaming tonight Somebody thinks she's alright Somebody's sleeping, and somebody's feeling sorry Somebody's dreaming tonight He opens his eyes, sees their photos on the wall Closes them tight, wonders if he'll lose them all Only a touch and she wakens from her sleep She says, “Where have you been?” And he shudders as he speaks
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