A candy-colored clown they call the sandman tiptoes to my room every night just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper "Go to sleep, everything is alright". I close my eyes, then I drift away into the magic night. I softly say a silent prayer like dreamers do, then I fall asleep to dreams, my dreams of you.
In dreams, I walk with you. In dreams, I talk to you. In dreams, you're mine all of the time. We're together in dreams, in dreams.But just before the dawn I awake and find you gone. I can't help it, I can't help it if I cry. I remember that you said goodbye.
It's too bad that all these things can only happen in my dreams, only in dreams, in beautiful dreams.
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