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Pages were written turn yellow the age of the rhyme
sadly confused by us with the passing of time
oh no I tell you no lie no madman am I
give me another chance and another way
give me another time and another day
give me a part in another play
silken the hand that has touched me and helped me till now
torment replaces the feelings the faces somehow
oh no I tell you no lie no madman am I
give me another chance and another way
give me another time and another day
give me a part in another play
words that are whispered surround me and call to my ear
courage embrace me though tears may forsake me I fear
oh no I tell you no lie no madman am I
give me another chance and another way
give me another time and another day
give me a part in another play
will someone take my place
I'm the prince of dreams but no one knows my face
I've come to rest my mind
help me understand and see what I can find
what's this before me now
what's that behind
it's the prophet of the morning star
he's not so blind
he calls to me so clear
saying very soon sorrow will be here
but before they pull you down
there's just one chance for you to stay around
or else a war to end all wars
sink without a trace
I am the prince of dreams
and you shall know my face
find the light that shines on everyone
someone shines the light for me
look inside yourself to understand
the questions answered now I see
I am your light, I am your light,
I am your god given light
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