Selective memory if i lay my head down i will see you in my dream wearin that polka dot dress and sittin by the stream leaning in to hear you and everything i need to know i finally hear i wish i could remember but my selective memory won't let me when i was a baby we would go out to the park and sit out in the fountain days go on forever when you only know that much and everything you need to know is answered with one touch i wish i could remember but my selective memory won't let me
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Selective memory if i lay my head down i will see you in my dream wearin that polka dot dress and sittin by the stream leaning in to hear you and everything i need to know i finally hear i wish i could remember but my selective memory won't let me when i was a baby we would go out to the park and sit out in the fountain days go on forever when you only know that much and everything you need to know is answered with one touch i wish i could remember but my selective memory won't let me
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