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I see shapes in the twilight calling my name beckoning me to come I see a pale, ghostly figure nailed to a cross I have fear but I cannot run He steps down from the tree and wraps my arms around my neck I hear him laughing... I see your image on the paper calling my name A moment that was captured from time And if I close my eyes and think I can still feel your skin as warm as it was years ago But you have gone away, and I am sitting here alone I hear you laughing... But if you're looking for a new friend Baby, I won't be around I'm full up on a deal that I found on the other side of town Calling me... I hear of flowers under spotlights dancing away Flowers from the land of the sun A glowing yellow rose exposing itself for all those who are willing to come In a midnight haze I see a vision of them climbing the steps I hear them laughing... From Letras Mania