*justa dream, by queen of melodrama Subscribe to rss feed for queen of melodrama

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




Posted: 2008-04-23 14:31:58 UTC

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