Where Light Sleeps
de Breathe by
Long ago, before the left and right stereo,
There was a princess, and a dragon.
And, well the princess had no idea the dragon was a dragon.
But, all the while they were pen pals.
Uhm, they you know.. the princess didn't know the dragon was a dragon,
because the dragon had really good penmanship.
So, written on a scroll, a little torn around the edges with India ink,
here we go!
You are a princess, and we are pen pals
I am a dragon, but you don't need to know that
I've been working on my penmanship
I've been working on my penmanship
By this lantern lit, so this love won't quit
I am a dragon, and I cared about my love,
Over the castle wall
I've gotta tell you something,
that I've, never told anyone
I am a dragon,
I am a dragon, go on,
Well how can I
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
So they gather around my cavern,
Spears and torches, and they sing,
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
So far away, up in the kingdom
I can hear the queen, sing
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
How do you stop loving someone?
Let these words speak
let our eyes never meet
Cause even if you love me
What would the people think
What would they do to you?
They'll just keep fighting
and I'll keep writing, to you.
Even though I fly through the smoke,
doesn't mean I made the flare
On my head, fire in my throat,
doesn't mean I made the flare.
I startled you,
You surprised me.
Just knowing you, has made me feel like I can sing.
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