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Sleep
As my head hits the pillow
I think of our house and our willow
As I close my eyes
I think of me and you
And what we can do
So much that I promise
As I am your accomplice
I think this is Love
So much that I think of
I cry because as it may seem
That this is only a dream
I think of our house and our willow
As I close my eyes
I think of me and you
And what we can do
So much that I promise
As I am your accomplice
I think this is Love
So much that I think of
I cry because as it may seem
That this is only a dream
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