*justa dream, by queen of melodrama
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not even the brightest moonlight,
could inhance this moment here
no need for the softest music
to draw you ever near
you stand there tall and strong
your eyes fixed right on me
reaching for my hand
your the only one I see
feeling your arms around me
brings security I rarely feel
for a second I'm not concerned
and I trust this to be real
the sparkel in your eye
the magic in your grin
this all seems much too prefect
my head begins to spin
then all at once I've woken
again... its just a dream
your not really here with me
the tears begin to stream
when will my mind learn
will my heart ever get it right
even in my deams I loose you
think I'll pass on sleep tonight
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Posted: 2008-04-23 14:31:58 UTC |
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