| All I do is dream of you the whole night thru
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| With the dawn, I still go on and dream of you
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| You’re every thought, you’re every thing,
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| You’re every song I ever sing
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| Summer, Winter, Autumn and Spring
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| And were there more than twenty four hours a day
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| They’d be spent in sweet content dreaming away
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| When skies are grey, when skies are blue
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| Morning, noon and night time too
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| All I do the whole day thru, is dream of you
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| All I do is dream of you the whole night thru
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| With the dawn, I still go on and dream of you
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| You’re every thought, you’re every thing,
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| You’re every song I ever sing
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| Summer, Winter, Autumn and Spring
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| And were there more than twenty four hours a day
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| They’d be spent in sweet content dreaming away
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| When skies are grey, when skies are blue
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| Morning, noon and night time to |