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Beautiful Dreamer
I watch her as she dreams
A look of rapture on her face
But this may not be what it seems
Behind the midnight lace
She smiles a secret smile
And her skin begins to shine
She treads the moonlight mile
And murmurs a name that is not mine
He could be from the distant past
And I try not to care
I believe our love will last
And count the stars within her hair.
A look of rapture on her face
But this may not be what it seems
Behind the midnight lace
She smiles a secret smile
And her skin begins to shine
She treads the moonlight mile
And murmurs a name that is not mine
He could be from the distant past
And I try not to care
I believe our love will last
And count the stars within her hair.
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