my dream

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On this planet there's me and you

So can't my dream become in reality true?


Why can't I speak when you're right in front of me

And let all my worries for only one second free.

I wish you'd be each day by my side

And not only for one thought in the middle of the night

Why can't you come and make my day gleam

Like you always do it so lovely in my dream?

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