I dream of you before I lay my head down to sleep.
                                                                           I love you and yet, I do not love you.
                                                                   I am fearful that we will never meet and
                                                                                that I shall live my life without you.
                                                                                     But still, I love you.
                                                                            And when you come to me in my dreams 
                                                                            you brush my cheek with your soft tender hand
                                                                                  and gently press your lips against mine.
                                                                                             And then I'm awaken
                                                                                  And you will be gone once more
                                                                           And  yet, I shall still love you, my love,
                                                                                  my dream love,  I shall never forget.
                                                                                      And I will dream of you once again.                                                                                                               And yet I love you...              

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