Atari Chill

Send a little
Send a little of your love to me
It's mine
To some degree

Spend a little
Spend a little of your time it's free
Promised
Not guaranteed

Now I concede
It's fantasy
My eyes are blind
To the lies

It's so lovely
It's tragedy
We hope it's for real
It's not right

Laugh a little
Laugh a little when it hurts you the most
It's fine
Just don't impose

Hope a little
Hope a little it's ok if you cry
That fear
It won't apply

Now I confess
We're in distress
My image blurred
In the light

Still I receive
It's tragedy
We hope it's for real
It's not right



Credits
Writer(s): John Conner
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