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Broad daylight isn’t so much as lyrics to a song but more like a reminder, set to music. In wildest dreams, everything looks and

feels like an epic movie-scene. In love, everything seems to appear as a wild dream and so one tends to step outside of their own reality, willingly living inside a dream.

Dreams like this are great unless you realise that you don’t have a leading role in this motion picture. You’re not the one around whom this story evolves and you are definitely not the one living happily ever after. The moment you snap out of this dream is like getting struck by lightning. Is like being nailed to the ground, staring into a big bright light.
You’re scared, pinned to the spot, covering your eyes. Still hiding from reality. Or you can reach out toward the light and understand it’s better to wake up, pick yourself up, no matter how big the loss. It’s in your past. Reality

is here, now and around you. ghostwriters Visible in broad daylight…

Lyrics
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Your anxious glance
your reaching hands that grab my face
here’s where it ends
a barren shoreline far from grace
This was once romance
an alliance between angels
united in a dream
after a longing of ages
When did I lose my moment in time
why did I choose to differ instead to rhyme
I should have trusted my inner whispers
instead of worshipping the dime
Fair haired angel in visions and dreams
as you appeared each night
you were mine
Out of the blue as an answer to desperate screams
You simply crossed my sight
in broad daylight
Your teary eyes
make a wordless, sad goodbye
in breathless sighs
undoing what I can’t deny
Through centuries
I was awaiting your arrival
This gift of love
dilluted by incoming tide
why did I turn away from the truth
claiming you’re mine; I gave you proof
I should have trusted me, being
instead of acting like a fool
Fair haired angel in visions and dreams
as you appeared each night
you were mine
Out of the blue as an answer to desperate screams
You simply crossed my sight
in broad daylight