dream of you
I dream of you almost every night
I tell myself that it'll be alright
We're seeing things in a different light
Twice as clear but half as bright
All my grief and no end in sight
The smallest thing is the hardest fight
But I saw you in a dream last night
You held my hand, said it would be alright
From The Breakup Record (2001)
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