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Text: A Cursive Memory. The Piano Song.

Welcome to my dreamiest nightmare,
Where you're so close but you never get there,
There's still some things you need to say to me
Because my love, you're my farthest destiny.

I never thought, I'd say this again,
The three words that you never said,
The one phrase that broke a heart in two,
Because angel, I love you.

If I could turn the clock again,
It's the same three words I wish I never said,
The one phrase that broke a heart in two,
Because angel, I love you.

Angel you're the closest thing
I've wanted most but you still can't see,
I say five vowels and three syllables,
They're unnoticed, and you're so dreamable.

Angel you were the closest thing
That I've wanted most and now that you can see,
My five vowels, and three syllables,
They are noticed, and you're so dreamable.

You never thought, I'd say this again,
The three words that you finally said,
The one phrase that broke a heart in two,
Because angel, I love you
A Cursive Memory