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In Thee

Blue Oyster Cult

Maybe I'll see you again, maybe
And maybe I won't.
Maybe you bought your ticket going back to Detroit
Air-o-plains make stangers of us all
Give us distance
Much to easily
Jim says some destinies should not be delivered
But you and I see now, baby
That still they are
Winning it makes losers of us all
'Cause the dice roll so indifferently.

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams,
I wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee.

Tonight it's hot
Without you tomorrow'll be cold
Winter will come along
Driven by snow
Love it makes strangers of us all
When we fall, oh so thoughtlessly

Well I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams,
I wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee.

Once we breath the breath of sweet surrender
Pure, pure air of air filled our atmosphere
But night it makes stars of us all
Untill we fall, for everyone to see

So I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams,
I wrap myself in strangers arms
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee.

I wrap myself in cities I've traveled
I wrap myself in dreams,
I wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself in thee.

Composição: Allen Glover Lanier





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