[She's still in her own world, for a little bit, but slowly, the song pulls her out. She gives in, and squeezes his hands back, lifting her head to make what eye contact she can muster. And when she returns to her own song, it's just slightly different.]
Woke me up-- I'm dreaming Am I through the night? After the breakdown Now I can breathe Hoping Pleading You tell me it's a joke and This is not my life
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Woke me up--
I'm dreaming
Am I through the night?
After the breakdown
Now I can breathe
Hoping
Pleading
You tell me it's a joke and
This is not my life