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When I want to drop out of reality, I cop out
To the memory of things that you and I did
My mind is a projection, throwing dreams of recollection
On a Cinerama screen inside my eyelids
And visions of sugar plums race through my head
You and I drinking yesterday's wine
But soon the morning sun of today will touch my bed
And burst the pretty bubble in my mind
Now my eyes are open, reminiscent dreams are broken
By the lips of one mistake I made a while back
I took her in place of you, so when I need a taste of you
I look into my mind and see you smile back
And visions of sugar plums race through my head
You and I drinking yesterday's wine
But soon the morning sun of today will touch my bed
And burst the pretty bubble in my mind
And visions of sugar plums race through my head
You and I drinking yesterday's wine
But soon the morning sun of today will touch my bed
And burst the pretty bubble in my mind