True Love

The Dead Deads

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Its coming up its coming up its coming around again
You screw it up you screw it up you get to start again
Its true love its true love it never has to end

Darkness falls
Darkness falls on a tiny spark
In a lonely heart
You’re a gentle wind
I’m the leaves that spin
I’m the embers on the forest floor
You blow by
I start to count the ways I loved you before
One two three four

Its coming up its coming up its coming around again
You screw it up you screw it up you get to start again
Its true love its true love it never has to end

Years away
Years away and still I hear your song
I always sing along
Melodies
Melodies, they carry on an ocean breeze
Oh how they fill your sails
Return you to me

Seconds hours minutes days
Oh my God I’m lost in outer space
Seconds hour minutes days
Oh my God I’m lost in outer space
Oh my God!

Oh my God
Oh my God please be my little baby doll
Once and for all
Make believe
Make believe, captain my time machine
And we can set a course
We can set a course for all of our dreams

Love
True love