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Cold Reality

I see as clear as a cool running stream
Won’t let the past show, what a fool I’ve been
I feel the winters breath blow hard against my face
My fleeting footsteps disappear without a trace
I’ve wondered many times
I haven’t got a clue
But its no wonder
That things make sense when I’m with you
Now and then I realize
How perfect life can be
Take a look out through my eyes
To an alternate reality

Hide the guilt down low
Somewhere were it won’t show
I see as clear as a cool running stream
Won’t let the past show, what a fool I’ve been
I feel the winters breath blow hard against my face
My fleeting footsteps disappear without a trace
Now and then I realize
How perfect life can be
Take a look out through my eyes
To an alternate reality
Hide the guilt down low
Somewhere were it won’t show


Music by: Jim Felicetti
Lyrics by: Jim Felicetti
© copyright 2004

 
 
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