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Home Town Hero Bed Of Dreams

this is just what I said Sit on this bed of dreams, on my way home Hurdling you my design, on my way home Four years later, I woke up from my dream

I may crack --------------------------------------------------------------------------- My Little Town We lock the doors at night, all the sirens scream I don't drive my car, insurance is too high I live here in the city, my home town

no toothpaste. [07:05.50]I wanna share my dreams [07:07.75]Wanna share with you [07:09.70]On the wings of love [07:12.00]Like Dreamers do [07

tried his best to encourage me. For I was born different and he knew it. He often told me when I was born an angel flew over my bed and christened me

s instilled insecurities tried his best to encourage me. For I was born different and he knew it. He often told me when I was born an angel flew over my bed