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Millions of stars playing tag in the skies,
All of my hope living right in your eyes,
So much at stake, and then I wake up —
It shouldn't happen to a dream.
Light-fingered clouds tuck the moon into bed,
I feel your lips stand my heart on its head,
Then comes the ache, again I'll wake up —
It shouldn't happen to a dream.
The flowers get happy and dance in the lane,
The darkness no longer is deep.
We're meant for each other, it's perfectly plain
Each time you walk in my sleep.
Here comes the night cutting capers again,
Just for a while you'll be with me, and then
The bubble will break, again I'll wake up —
It shouldn't happen to a dream.
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