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If you could reach
If you could reach
If you could reach across the void, would your hand meet mine, would I be the one you'd pick, to share your precious time
If you could wrap yourself around me, would your embrace be so tight, would I be the lucky one, you've chosen on this night
Would you lay your head on my chest, our fingers mingled into one, a evening shared across the void, until the night is done
If you could see into my soul, reach in and find my heart, would you share such a special gift, until we had to part
Would I be the chosen one, the man who shares your dreams, would I be your special man, the one you want it seems
Or is there someone else, who wanders through your dreams and heart and I'm just wishing on a falling star, destined to crash apart
I guess these things I'll never know, only you can seal my fate, will I be your chosen dream lover, or just your poet mate
Ron
If you could reach across the void, would your hand meet mine, would I be the one you'd pick, to share your precious time
If you could wrap yourself around me, would your embrace be so tight, would I be the lucky one, you've chosen on this night
Would you lay your head on my chest, our fingers mingled into one, a evening shared across the void, until the night is done
If you could see into my soul, reach in and find my heart, would you share such a special gift, until we had to part
Would I be the chosen one, the man who shares your dreams, would I be your special man, the one you want it seems
Or is there someone else, who wanders through your dreams and heart and I'm just wishing on a falling star, destined to crash apart
I guess these things I'll never know, only you can seal my fate, will I be your chosen dream lover, or just your poet mate
Ron
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