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Text: Death Cab For Cutie. Codes And Keys. You Are A Tourist.

I'm having dreams about you
I wanna scream about you
I'm having dreams about you
I wanna scream about you

Everything you've done

You were the girl who seemed to own the world
And everything was about you
I took a chance to call you my own
I didn't know a thing about you

I thought you could love
What a fool I was

What's going on, I was just singing my song
Something mad about you
I took it wrong, you liked my song
Why couldn't I have you?
Crazy dream, you done me wrong, left me long
I couldn't stand a chance without you

You said that love was dead and in my head
I just couldn't believe it
And on the phone, you said
You never knew me at all

I thought there was love
What a fool I was

And everything was in hypo chains
Just like an old time movie
I don't understand, can't comprehend
I guess it doesn't really matter
And every dream a nightmare
Nothing really matters

I thought I was loved
What a fool I was

I'm having dreams about you
I'm having dreams about you
I'm having dreams about you
I'm having dreams about you