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Wish away, dream a pretty little dream
Dance your heart out to a song that was never there
Pray today, reality is not what it seems
Pour your heart out, that pretty little dream
Roses have their thorns, you by far had the most
Growing inside, and outside, and God knows where
Silver linings, polished to gold, will ruin the wearer's clothes
Making stains of chalky white and gray
Stay away, between lines of text, there's teeth
That bite you if you seek the answers to your prayer
They'll scar with little care, when you wake
That glass slipper will fall from your feet
Or that's much too fragile, to be your dream
Roses have their thorns, you by far had the most
Growing inside, and outside, and God knows where
Silver linings, polished to gold, will ruin the wearer's clothes
Making stains of chalky white and gray
Watch your dream, for soon it will be
A memory long ago
Stay with me and keep a little dream
Believe on but run on, and it will grow
Roses have their thorns, you by far had the most
Growing inside, and outside, and God knows where
Silver linings, polished to gold, will ruin the wearers clothes
Making stains of chalky white and gray