| He’s gone now, I’ve cried some, since he went away.
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| Oh, I miss him, I wanna kiss him, ain’t it just the way, babe?.
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| But it’s no way at all.
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| 'Cos if you knew, what I’m going through, you’d know,
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| There’s one thing wrong with the way I’m living,
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| Ain’t got my baby no more.
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| Hey, Mr. Dream Maker send me a dream.
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| This one is over, at least, that’s what it seems.
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| And so tonight when I turn out the light,
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| Send me a new dream tonight.
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| He didn’t say much, just a little touch, and he was on his way.
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| He couldn’t hold me, when he told me, he’d just fade away,
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| But it’s no use crying.
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| 'Cos what everybody tells me, and they all seem to know.
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| There’s one thing wrong with the way I’m living,
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| Ain’t got my baby no more.
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| Hey, Mr. Dream Maker send me a dream.
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| This one is over, at least, that’s what it seems.
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| And so tonight when I turn out the light,
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| Send me a new dream tonight.
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| Hey, tonight when I turn out the light,
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| Send me a new dream tonight.
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| Send me a new dream tonight.
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| Send me a new dream tonight.
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| Send me a new dream tonight.
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| Send a dream.
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| Send me a dream. |