Letras

Taking up an empty pocket
In the corner of my mind
I try to hide away the things I shouldn't find
Hold on the passing moment's gone
Run just before it gets too strong
Hold on the passing moment's gone
Run just before it gets too strong
(Dreaming, dreaming)
Filling up the silent moments
Not a thought to cross my mind
I run and hide away to leave that all behind
And in the highest moments
And sometimes in between
I find I'm often caught awake in this machine
Hold on the passing moment's gone
Run just before it gets too strong
Hold on the passing moment's gone
Run just before it gets too strong
(Am I leaving?)
(Am I dreaming?)
(Am I leaving?)
(Am I dreaming?)
Written by: Ivan Joseph Hall Barrientos, Oliver Wickham
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