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.
What a day for laughter and walking at night.
Me following after, your hand holding tight.
And the memory stays clear
With the song that you hear.
If I can but make the words, awake the feeling.
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 flowing by
While the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving
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