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Текст: Eleventyseven. Nightmare.

I know, it sounds out there,
But I hate to fall asleep,
Since you have come along and made life seem like a dream.
I was the last one you'd ever expect,
To find someone out there to make any sense of this wreck I call a life.

No, I can't stop believing,
That wishes do come true,
'Cause life is what you make it,
And I wanna make it with you,
'Cause the second I saw you I pinched myself to see if you were really there,
'Cause meeting you is like waking up from a nightmare.

Just when I was contemplating,
Getting up and burning out,
You introduced a new element that I just can't live without.
If the world blew up tomorrow I know that I can say,
Life on earth was worth all the tears and the pain, the day I saw your face

No, I can't stop believing,
That wishes do come true,
'Cause life is what you make it,
And I wanna make it with you,
'Cause the second I saw you I pinched myself to see if you were really there,
'Cause meeting you is like waking up from a nightmare.

You touched my world,
And brought to life,
And I cannot redream that night.

No, I can't stop believing,
That wishes do come true,
'Cause life us what you make it,
And I wanna make it with you,
'Cause the second I saw you I pinched myself to see if you were really there,
'Cause meeting you is like waking up from a nightmare