Think of me each night
As you lie down to bed.
And dream the dreams
Of many sights ahead.
Think of me each day
As time passes by,
And take comfort in the gift
Of my love till the day I die.
As you lie down to bed.
And dream the dreams
Of many sights ahead.
Think of me each day
As time passes by,
And take comfort in the gift
Of my love till the day I die.
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