| You’re a weaver of dreams
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| You and your strange fascination
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| You’re a weaver of dreams
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| You and your come-hither smile
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| Just to hear you speak
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| Can leave me weak as a babe in arms
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| Poor little babe in arms
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| Helpless before your charms
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| For you’re a weaver of dreams
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| You and your lips warm and tender
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| Just like magic it seems
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| Thrilling, enchanting me too
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| I’m in your spell and there’s no cure
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| I’m lost for sure
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| 'Cause you’re a weaver of dreams
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| And I’m in love with you
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| (You're a weaver of dreams
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| You and your strange fascination
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| You’re a weaver of dreams
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| You and your come hither smile)
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| I’m in your spell and there’s no cure
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| I’m lost for sure
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| 'Cause you’re a weaver of dreams
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| And I’m in love with you
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| (You're a weaver of dreams
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| You’re a weaver of dreams) |