“Don’t want to be an actor pretending on a stage
dont want to be a writer with my thoughts out on the page
dont want to be painter cuz everyone comes to look
dont want to be anything where my life’s an open book
A dream, it’s true
But I’ll see it through
If I could be
If I could be...
wasting my time
with you
So if I’m inside your head
dont believe what you might have read
You’ll see what I might have said
to hear it
Come waste your time with me”
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