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I often dream about you,
And every time you change.
One time you were living in poverty
In an old tin house,
Broken, cold, rusty bathroom,
Same old dark clothes as before.
When I woke I missed you.
When I woke I wondered if you were going to be ok.

I often dream of you,
And every time you change.
One time you were living in despair
Handing out leaflets at the side of a church,
You'd hacked off the fingers of your left hand,
Same old vacant stare as before.
When I woke I missed you.
When I woke I wondered if you were going to be ok.

I often dream about you,
And every time you change.
One time I found you outside your flat
With no features on your face,
Obscure looming strangers came and lead you into the sea,
Same old misguided light filled your eyes like before.
When I woke I missed you.
When I woke I wondered if you were going to be ok.

I often dream about you,
But the last time you'd changed.
You were laughing with people close to you,
You had a blue streak in the front of your hair
And we spoke the same way as we did years ago.
You told me your name and how your life had changed from before.
When I woke I missed you.
When I woke, I hoped that time has assured you're doing ok.