Even the loser likes to dream

Sometimes my lips pretend that they're touching yours again

Then with open arms I whisper your name

Then my misty eyes grow dim for I know that you're with him

But even the loser likes to dream

Even the loser still dreams of his old sunshine I close the curtains every time it rains

I know that it's no use I should turn your mem'ry loose

But even the loser likes to dream

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Even the loser...

Yes even the loser likes to dream