In my every dream
She does come to meet
I die to see that subtle glance
As soothing as her heartbeat
I wish I could confess my love
And make her forever mine
But still I say, ‘Stay in my dreams’
As that dream is more divine
I search for her in the cool moon light
I see her face in the morning dew
Her remembrance throughout the night
Makes her special amongst the few
I wish she knew about this
But conscience keeps me bound
That’s why I say, ‘Stay in my dreams’
So that it is never ever found
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