What a sight for my eyes
To see you in sleep.
Could it stop the sunrise
hearing you weep?

You're not seen, you're not heard
but I stand by my word
Came a thousand miles
just to catch you while
you're smiling.
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What a day for laughter
and walking at night.
Me following after
your hand-holding tight.
And the memory stays clear
with a song that you hear
if I can but make
the words awake
the feeling.
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What a reason for waiting
and dreaming of dreams.
So, here's hoping you've faith in
impossible schemes
that are born in the sigh
of the wind blowing by
while the damning light
brings the end to a night
of loving