as I open up my eyes,
the dreams of you and I
appear to come to life.
The world of two
where skies are always blue
has a kind of warmth
only found from loving you.
The day deep in spring
where the hills are dressed in bling,
are as close to the loving
I relive through all my dreams.
It doesn't matter how far
as you'll always have my heart,
like the first day you took my hand
and said "hello" to me.
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