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sometimes when I think of you
Dana
A journey
Sometimes it’s hard
I miss the way we carry on,.
It’s me, It’s you, It’s always been,
My faith in you gone, My pride dead,
I think of where I am today,
I sit alone and dream away, And think of all the sunny days.
A life of space, open arms.
I lie awake and watch you sleep, Softly I hear my own heart speak.
I feel happy that you’re here with me.
How many times can I loose with you?
She gave him her hand and said she had a plan…
We all cried love, We all hoped long.
A smile left dangling on my lips, Remembering a sweet good night kiss.
The time has come to ask the sun
I know who you are inside.
The plants seem green and give color to, The sky that seems so blue.
He tells me that he loves me, I wonder if it’s true,
Alone I sit. I dream I’m someone that I’m not anymore.
As I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
I just want to be in your arms. That’s all. Just you and me holding each other tight,
Listening to the treefrogs
A mother’s hand, As soft as snow, Shinning and knowing, With a special glow.
I dreamed a dream full of charm, I dreamed that you were in my arms.
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