You come to me
In the dead of night
While I’m sound asleep
It’s lovely to see you
Even though it’s surreal
More memories to keep
After you’ve been
The things that you said
Stay with me all day
I wish when I woke
You were still there
And hadn’t gone away
It’s not just you
Who visits my dreams
There are lots of others to
But none of those mean
As much to me
As my visits from you do
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 6:20 PM UTC
You come to me
In the dead of night
While I’m sound asleep
It’s lovely to see you
Even though it’s surreal
More memories to keep
After you’ve been
The things that you said
Stay with me all day
I wish when I woke
You were still there
And hadn’t gone away
It’s not just you
Who visits my dreams
There are lots of others to
But none of those mean
As much to me
As my visits from you do
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