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CAROLYN DAWN JOHNSON >> Merchandise Links
CAROLYN DAWN JOHNSON
I keep having these disturbing dreams: My final days, the end of me. For some odd reason, I get one last wish, And every time, I wish for this: Take me fast or take me slow. I don't really care how I go. In the daylight or in the dark, Just don't let me die of a broken heart. The kind of pain that you just can't take, Will send a strong man to his grave. There's not a pill that can give you rest, Or fill that hole deep in your chest. So, take me fast or take me slow. I don't really care how I go. In the daylight or in the dark, Just don't let me die of a broken heart. No. Instrumental break. (Yeah, yeah. (Yeah, Yeah.) I've been crushed by that hurt before. There's no way I could take any more. If I fell in love, and I found out it would happen again, I'd say take me now. And take me fast or take me slow. I don't really care how I go. In the daylight or in the dark, Just don't let me die of a broken heart. Take me fast or take me slow. I don't really care how I go. In the daylight or in the dark, Just don't let me die of a broken heart. No, don't let me die of a broken heart. No.
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