| Dream away, child; |
| let your dreams run wild
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| Or a lifetime of worries might claim you
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| Dream away, child; |
| let your dreams run wild
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| Or the years and the tears shed might claim you
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| For the last time we have tasted
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| Love’s sweet tears by the fire’s glow
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| If our hearts are strong there’ll be
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| No long good-byes when it’s time to go
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| But the strongest torch is sometimes broken
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| As the deepest vows aren’t always spoken
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| And the greatest wounds, we hide inside ourselves
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| Where they never show
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| Dream away, child, let your dreams run wild
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| Or a lifetime of worries might claim you
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| Dream away, child; |
| let your dreams run wild
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| Or the years and the tears shed might claim you
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| When the Winter weds the Northern Wind
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| The child they bear is snow
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| And the branches bow like worried bridesmaids
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| But the trees will grow
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| Sun and Earth in time will come together
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| God will give us back our summer weather
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| But the mem’ries of that first sweet
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| Taste of love pass away so slow
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| Dream away, child; |
| let your dreams run wild
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| Or a lifetime of worries might claim you
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| Dream away, child; |
| let your dreams run wild
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| Or the years and the tears shed might claim you
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| When there’s no room left to live inside ourselves
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| Do we dream away |