DREAMER, by SwEEt MeMORiEs Subscribe to rss feed for SwEEt MeMORiEs

Late at night, as I sleep
I dream a  man sweeps me off my feet.
He makes me happy and never sad,
Next to him is where I’m glad.

To kiss his lips and fingertips
As all my worries slowly slips.
I want him hear,
I need him near.

As time goes on, I can say
I’ll love him more everyday.
So when I wake up, let this be true,
One day I will be with you. 

Posted: 2005-12-24 22:12:28 UTC

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