Write me away from here

What's this life anyway?
What's it to you and me?
What's it to anyone?
Who are we supposed to be?

Make me a storybook, and write me away from here.

I need a different now, where we can wear each other for a while.
And I'll leand you my tears if I could borrow your smile.
And I'll get through tomorrow somehow today.

Happy after... Once upon these days.


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