Calling my name, you come towards me
Turning around, I take everything in
From your sparkling eyes, to your bright smile
For I know I only have those times to be with you
Driving me to insanity every time I lay my eyes upon you
Because I know youll never love me the way I love you
I wanna drive with you into the darkening streets
Lights flashing past, no other cars in sight
A city of lost hope looming at us from the distance
Within my reach, kiss me
I wanna see the depths kept hidden below
I wanna touch what has been forbidden
Cause I am not scared of what I see
Within my reach, I want to pull you in
Within my reach, remain
The mind games you play time and time again
Only pull me in deeper within your orbit
Despite the darkness around me
I can still remember you clearly as from a distant memory
The times we had, the laughs we shared
Only to fall once again in your abyss of despair
I wanna drive with you into the darkening streets
Lights flashing past, no other cars in sight
A city of lost hope looming at us from the distance
Within my reach, kiss me
I wanna see the depths kept hidden below
I wanna touch what has been forbidden
Cause I am not scared of what I see
Within my reach, I want to pull you in
I know now what I should have known long ago
For the times we shared was nothing
But a dream that has long since dissipated
But I know now, for I have not kept you
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, kiss me
I wanna drive with you into the darkening streets
Lights flashing past, no other cars in sight
A city of lost hope looming at us from the distance
Within my reach, kiss me
I wanna see the depths kept hidden below
I wanna touch what has been forbidden
Cause I am not scared of what I see
Within my reach, I want to pull you in
Within my reach, kiss me
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, remain
Within my reach, remain













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