| When you dream of
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| Paradise, and the paradise it brings
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| Remember: O, your heart is full of wings
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| Remember to listen for the lark, and sleep
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| You’ll awaken tomorrow and spread your wings
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| And you’ll grow, come to know all the shadows and joy that it brings,
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| When your heart aches, my heart aches and this is the song it sings: Ah! |
| Ah!
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| In your dreams you’re not alone
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| Though mother’s child has flown
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| And if the night that follows should be dark
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| Just listen for the lark, and sleep my child
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| I can see in your eyes that the day is long
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| And the pain and the rain and the wind make you feel that you’re wrong
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| Out of sorrow tomorrow will bring you a brighter song:
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| Ah! |
| Ah! |
| In your dreams you’re not alone
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| Though mother’s child has flown
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| And if the night that follows should be dark
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| Just listen for the lark, and sleep my child
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| Sleep my child
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| Sleep my child
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| And dream |