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Night Dreams
I'm having night dreams, sliding down a moon beam. I'm the flowing water in a cool stream. And thinking of her is such a cool scene.
She is the stitching that holds my heart together, oh what a cool seam. Got my love boiling in a kettle. Whistling out love steam.
Oh ask me what makes me feel this way? And I will tell you, It's her love dropping into my soul like the sun, and placing a bright smile upon my face, on a beautiful day. I guess this is how the trees feel, when the soft winds, makes them dance and sway. Love sliding down sun rays whispering into my ears, telling me it's ok.
Oh I'm having night dreams, that have my heart melting like ice cream, into the arms of my night Queen. Stars become twinkling, melodies, as I listen to the night sing. As her loves pushes me on a night swing.
She is the stitching that holds my heart together, oh what a cool seam. Got my love boiling in a kettle. Whistling out love steam.
Oh ask me what makes me feel this way? And I will tell you, It's her love dropping into my soul like the sun, and placing a bright smile upon my face, on a beautiful day. I guess this is how the trees feel, when the soft winds, makes them dance and sway. Love sliding down sun rays whispering into my ears, telling me it's ok.
Oh I'm having night dreams, that have my heart melting like ice cream, into the arms of my night Queen. Stars become twinkling, melodies, as I listen to the night sing. As her loves pushes me on a night swing.
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