My Konstantine.

I can't imagine all the people that you know, and all the places that you go, when the lights are turned down low. And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I'm slipping in between you and your big dreams. It's always you in my big dreams.
And then you'd bring me home, afraid to find out that you're alone. And I'm sleeping in your living room well, we don't have much room to live.
My Konstantine,
You spin me around like a dream,
We played out on the movie screen.
And I said, did you know how much I've missed you?


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