Dreamland
Visions of lullabies dancing within destiny's eyes,
as heavens hands hold the notes sung by your little child.
Your little child laughing is innocence so small,
see her smile,
in my dream.
Holding my fingers as only,
the tightness of a embraced lover,
Gone is all I can hear,
is this really
a dream?
I cry I shout, why I ask in tears,
such a tragic pain to feel
I cant begin to confront because I cant believe,
for it to be real
but a dream.
But sleep now baby, we all love you dearly,
we will think of you always,
whether awake,
or perhaps,
in our dreams.
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