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From: Dariusz Sitko <karol@student.uci.agh.edu.pl>

Group                               Hey
Title                             Dreams



There is something in her eyes       | b D | A fis |
And I think it's fear                | b D | A fis |
Why don't you tell me little girl    | b D | A fis |
Why are you so afraid                | b D | A fis |

Last night my father
Came to my room
He was stark naked
Very quiet closed the door

   And it was not dream                          |  G  |  D  |
   I still feel his hands on my trembling body   | C G | fis |

Come to me girl, I hold you now
You can really trust me
You will never cry again
'Cause you've got your faith

Put hands together
Start talking to your God
He will be listening
'Cause His mercy is so big

   And your fuckin' dad
   Gonna die in hell, gonna pay for all his sins


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