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Dreams
You’re the first thing I think of
With the rays of the morning light
You’re the last thing I think of
As the sun surrenders to the night
Day dreams of you and me
Some I’ve held, some never came true
Midnight dreams of you and me
Fantasies and passion as we never knew
You’ll never know hard its been
Life without you is an empty space
I’ll never know how hard its been
To see your reflection in someone else’s face
With the rays of the morning light
You’re the last thing I think of
As the sun surrenders to the night
Day dreams of you and me
Some I’ve held, some never came true
Midnight dreams of you and me
Fantasies and passion as we never knew
You’ll never know hard its been
Life without you is an empty space
I’ll never know how hard its been
To see your reflection in someone else’s face
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