I've got a cupboard full of yesterdays,
and broken dreams.
And a wardrobe with my picture on,
and promises.
** And anytime I, try to, open them I can't.
** It's not that, I don't want to, but I don't believe.
I've got a bed that's full of emptiness,
and could have beens.
And a lamp that turns on only when,
I dream of you.
** And anytime I, try to, open up I can't.
** It's not that, I don't want to, but I can't believe.
I've got a heart that's full of shooting down,
my onlyness.
And a mind that's quick to make up,
what it shouldn't see.
** And anytime I,try to, quiet them I can't.
** It's not that, I don't want to, but I should believe.
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