11.Feed My Dreams
Time is a canvas and I will paint it.
And with you I bestow what I have it.
And you are my colors and you are my colors.
And you are my paint to make my life.
Feed my dreams some more.
Come feed my dreams.
You are the clay that molds my life andI spin you around and you
see it through.
You are the one that I mold into and I mold into and you're
everything.
Feed my dreams some more.
Come feed my dreams.
You cant life before I you shunned
Wild and you lied I am whole again inside you
Feed my dreams some more.
Come feed my dreams.
You are the fabric that moves my life andthe wool that keeps me
together inside andyou sitch me because you you walk me through
and I am yours and there nothing before you.
Feed my dreams some more.
Come feed my dreams.
Feed my dreams some more
So much inside you.
I can,t tell inside you inside you.
I'm glad there's so much inside you.
Inside you inside you.
I'm not asleep.
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