
When I get where I'm going
You will say hey
Didn't I dream about you
When I get there
You will say hey
Didn't I love you before
When I get where I'm going
You will look twice
Now I will be pretty from within
The present becomes the future
When I get there
When I get where I'm going
You will hope I'm alone
Try to talk to me
You had me the string wrapped around your finger
Now I will be a rock
The Present becomes the future
When I get there
You will say hey
Didn't I dream about you
When I get there
You will say hey
Didn't I love you before
When I get where I'm going
You will look twice
Now I will be pretty from within
The present becomes the future
When I get there
When I get where I'm going
You will hope I'm alone
Try to talk to me
You had me the string wrapped around your finger
Now I will be a rock
The Present becomes the future
When I get there
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