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Only You

Every day I wake up you're the first thing on my mind And all throughout my waking hours live thoughts of you in kind And every night my final view as I drift off into sleep Is one of a blazing sunset being watched by you and me And then I'm quickly ushered in to the secret realm of dreams Where anything can happen, where nothing's as it seems They're filled with many fantasies of walking hand in hand, Of guitar lessons and big snowstorms and forming our own band And if those things should come to pass my dreams of them will end And I won't ever have to wait for sleep to live them once again

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