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A Long Time in Autumn


In the city of my dreams, in the city of my dreams.
In my dream you are mine
I will work and live for
And with everything I own
I will wait for
Your touch in the air.
Sometimes I feel like it’s 9am
And I really wanna go home
But I can’t go on
I can’t make it happen
It’s been a long time
Since I felt that way, about to make you mine
I feel so lonesome inside
I suppose I’d like to find a place to rest
I’d like to get myself to go home
Though I know it doesn’t impress you
It’s been a long time
I’m under the impression
That it’s all gonna end.