Please do not wake me from this sleep
leave me in this dream
for here life is perfect
unlike there where its in between
In my dream I live with you
a simple life beside the lake
we got to bed at sundown
and rise as each day breaks
No telephones, alarm clocks
pagers or fax machines.
Just books and pens and paper
filled with poems and other dreams
A stress free life I get to live
at least while I'm asleep
But that seven am wake up call
is the reality I keep
Hopefully we'll meet again
perhaps in dreams tonight
When in our old four poster bed
you'll kiss and hold me tight
Aug 14, 2010
Aug 14, 2010 at 1:31 PM UTC
Please do not wake me from this sleep
leave me in this dream
for here life is perfect
unlike there where its in between
In my dream I live with you
a simple life beside the lake
we got to bed at sundown
and rise as each day breaks
No telephones, alarm clocks
pagers or fax machines.
Just books and pens and paper
filled with poems and other dreams
A stress free life I get to live
at least while I'm asleep
But that seven am wake up call
is the reality I keep
Hopefully we'll meet again
perhaps in dreams tonight
When in our old four poster bed
you'll kiss and hold me tight
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