Crystal
Fade away...
All that we have dreamed of
Bergman said it all,
the magic is in the fall, so true...
When you see him tell him all that you
don't know
all how much we've grown
so I cry but like always, I don't feel
that much in here
so I sit by your side just to be near you
oh lord please don't take him yet
Now you're gone, you're with angels
I will soon come visit you
and talk about, the time we had together
and our town is filled with tears
Don't feel bad while you're there
life was only sad sad while you were here
filled with rage and fear
and now I sit by your side
but you can't hear me
you can always count on me
don't feel sad, you're with angels
I will soon come visit you
and talk about, the time we had together
now our town is filled with tears
so I sit by your side
although you're not with me
when I comfort you, when I come to you
and like always, right here by your side
don't feel sad, you're with angels
I will soon come visit you
and talk about, the time we had together
and our town is filled with tears
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