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If you're all that you're cracked up to beSylvia, come and sit with me andHold my hand, for comfort's sakeIf who you are eventually is all that forms your destinyIf character equates to fateThen I'm not greatBut it's not in me to complainOohOh girl in white, come close to meHold my hand, pass notes to meUnquestioning, in dormitoriesWe string our beadsAnd fill our platesThe days repeat and play againAnd time goes by so idlyWriting in your diaryAnd every line the same:That "If this is lifeThen why does it feel like I'm dreaming?"Oh "If this is lifeThen why does it feel like I'm far away?"And oohAnd "If this is lifeThen why does it feel like I'm dreaming?"Letras de cancionesOh "If this is lifeThen why does it feel like I'm far away?"And "If this is lifeThen Sylvia!"Arriving at the window like the milk, all dressed in whiteTell me what you areAnd tell me if my character is fateDo I confine myself til I find a way to dream us all awake?It's weirdSometimes, when I swear I don't remember how you cameOh and girl in whiteJust tell me if you think I'm dreamingOh if this is lifeThen why does it feel like I'm far away?Oh and this is lifeBut still it does feel like I'm dreamingAnd if this is lifeThen Sylvia! From Letras Mania