IN THE POOL OF ABUNDANCE THERE IS DROUGHT
Dreams can come true
if you know the things to do.
The only thing that’s stopping you
is that you're tied up too.
I've got someone to comfort me.
I’ve got someone to care.
I’ve got someone who has the key,
and she’s around somewhere.
I’m dreaming of the portrait
you never gave to me.
I’m dreaming of me and you
standing by the sea.
I could never be the master.
I could never be the son.
I could never be the finger
that pressed the wrong button.
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