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Give me back my dreams,
I've been counting these sheeps
Since I can't remember when,
Give me back my sleep
I'll be dreaming of you till I wake up crying again
(Chorus)
I have lain awake through the longest hours
Wondering whether to cry or scream,
You can take my heart
It was always yours,
But give me back my dreams
When the clock strikes three, I don't care anymore about you or anything
When the clock strikes four, I could sell my soul just to hear my telephone ring
(Chorus)
You don't have to talk to me,
The way we used to talk for hours,
You don't have to talk at all,
but may I send you flowers?
I've been counting these sheeps
Since I can't remember when,
Give me back my sleep
I'll be dreaming of you till I wake up crying again
(Chorus)
I have lain awake through the longest hours
Wondering whether to cry or scream,
You can take my heart
It was always yours,
But give me back my dreams
When the clock strikes three, I don't care anymore about you or anything
When the clock strikes four, I could sell my soul just to hear my telephone ring
(Chorus)
You don't have to talk to me,
The way we used to talk for hours,
You don't have to talk at all,
but may I send you flowers?
Lyrics submitted by michaelbondy, edited by chellspecker
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"You don't have to talk to me, the way we used to talk for hours/We don't have to talk at, by may I send you flowers?"
Just knowing that it'll never be the same, talking for hours, being happy in that moment. Ah.