Saturday, October 22, 2011
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
"Go to sleep. Everything is all right."
I close my eyes, Then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayer,like dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream
My dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you.
In dreams I talk to you.
In dreams you're mine.
All of the time we're together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I can't help it, I can't help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
It's too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams
In beautiful dreams.
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