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点击复制You left your jacket on my bedroom chair
Smelled like rain
Ticket stub inside the pocket
To a plane you never named
You were my stolen dream
Hidden in a borrowed night
I held you like contraband
Afraid to turn on the light
You were my almost
My in-between
Slipping through my tired hands
You were my stolen dream
Never mine to understand
You traced a map on my open palm
Said
"somewhere here"
Then you laughed and changed the subject
Eyes already in next year
You were my stolen dream
Hidden in a borrowed night
I held you like contraband
Afraid to turn on the light
You were my almost
My in-between
Slipping through my tired hands
You were my stolen dream
Never mine to understand
I keep your jacket on that chair
Like proof that you were real
Threads are fraying
Color fading
But it’s the only thing I still feel
You were my stolen dream
Hidden in a borrowed night
I held you like contraband
Too scared to ask you to stay and fight
You were my almost
My in-between
Echo in an empty room
You were my stolen dream
And I woke up too soon