As I lay down on my bed,
My face becomes red
Because I remember
All the sweet things you said.I lay on my bed, thinking of you.
I lay there wishing that you knew
About how I feel
And wishing that this dream were real.
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As I lay down on my bed,
My face becomes red
Because I remember
All the sweet things you said.I lay on my bed, thinking of you.
I lay there wishing that you knew
About how I feel
And wishing that this dream were real.