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In dreams you walk a thousand miles To touch a golden heart, While right beside you, there I lay And watch you in the dark. The stones you turn and visions held For all that you desire, Like smoke dispersing in the air Just dreams of distant fires. You murmur in your restless sleep Of places never been, And speak the names of others whom You've never touched nor seen. The dreams you keep so deep inside, Still linger when you wake, They haunt you like a shadow ghost, In every breath you take. Are you still dreaming as you step Into the light of day? Do you believe there's something more Beyond the roles you play? Is all you have not quite enough, To quench your thirst for more? What beauty flows behind the walls Of gardens you ignore? And still I wait for you to wake, To touch me in the night, To hold me close, to feel the heat, That burns so hot and bright. I long to hold your trembling hands, To lead you from your dreams, In hopes that you will close your eyes, And walk through dreams with me. |
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