Book of Dreams
What a time I had away
When I was with you every day
From "Good morning" to "Goodnight"
Then in my dreams you did excite
Now I confess I did pretend
That you were much more than a friend
My special girl you were for sure
I brought your latte, held the door
And in the moments by myself
I took my book from off the shelf
I read and lived it for that time
For in those moments you were mine
And if one day you ever are
My love for you will raise the bar
Sweep the cranny! Clear the nook!
There'll be no more need to have that book
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