London
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He used to give me roses,
I wish he could again;
But that was on the outside,
And things were different then.
We'd built our world together,
With a love so clear and strong;
But that was on the outside.
Where did i go wrong?
On the inside the sun still shines, And the rain falls down; But the sun and rain are prisoners too, When morning comes around.
Last night i dreamed we were together,
Sharing all the love we've known;
Til i had to face the nightmare,
Of waking up alone.
On the inside the sun still shines, And the rain falls down;
But the sun and rain are prisoners too, When morning comes around.
On the inside the roses grow;
They don't mind the stoney ground;
But the roses here are prisoners too,
When morning comes around.
