.There's no sense in coming to your senses
Our best ideals walk on barbed-wire fences
All blood runs thin when reality dispenses
Tall tales unfold
And peasant becomes princess
[CHORUS]
We don't all have vision but some of us can see
The sweet dulcinea rapt in everythi.
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