Something Superb

There’s something superb on my window pane
And all of my fighting I have done in vain
Coz he’s waiting for me when I get home
And there’s nothing I ever have to do alone
And he’s sweet and innocent
Pausing and true
I let him fall into open arms and you
Are always there when I get back
There’s nothing in me that you lack
As you fail to find refuge in foreign seas
And get diagnosed with the dreamer’s disease
But it’s not make believe that he was there
And I found a diamond in true care

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