Dreaming
Dreaming of you
Dreaming of you

In my dream, you touch my face with your finger
You we wearing white, it was late at night
And the moonbeams lingered...

Dreaming of you
Dreaming of you

I saw you standing across a parted, lonely crowd
I crossed toward you and heard you call my name
  out loud
You motioned to me to lean in and I came near
I felt your breath upon me
You leaned and whispered in my ear

Dreaming of you
Dreaming of you

When I awoke
To the joke that is my life
The sun's bright rays
Took me away from you
I know we'll meet
Between the sheets
In my sweet, sweet, sweet...

Dreaming of you
Dreaming of you...

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