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