Dreams

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Let the star dust fall out of the sky with the promise of dreams coming true.

Wherever you go, I ask, take me with you.

Under a moonlit sky roll over on your back and watch the stars.

Let me be there with you in a place where minutes never become hours.

Take me to a place where dreams come true.

Take my hand... I promise I'll follow you.

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