My only home are the daydreams I dream.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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