Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Sings>

Singing> I wake up every morning with a smile on my face, thinking of you my heart begins to race. I can't tell you how much you mean to me, no amount of words can describe the love you bring.

Dance... oh dance with me, I'm waiting for you in all of my dreams.
Dance... oh dance with me, I'm waiting for you in all of my dreams.

High on the clouds and the valleys low, I am with you wherever you go. Reach on out and feel me near, I'm the one who loves you dear.

I wake up every morning with a smile on my face, thinking of you my heart begins to race. I can't tell you how much you mean to me, no amount of words can describe the love you bring.

Dance... oh dance with me, I'm waiting for you in all of my dreams.
Dance... oh dance with me, I'm waiting for you in all of my dreams.

High on the clouds and the valleys low, I am with you wherever you go. Reach on out and feel me near, I'm the one who loves you dear.

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