It's those simple things,
I capture by dreams,
waking up to you
under skies of blue.
Oh what I wouldn't do
to be there next to you,
to hold your hand tight
from morning to night.
Time has passed us by
like messing with the mind,
wanting so much more
than I have had before.
Those simple things
I capture in my dreams,
a sweet and tender kiss
from lips to lips.
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