| Daydreams, mystic daydreams
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| A magic world, heaven it seems
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| Only I know a golden treasure isle
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| I know a golden treasure isle
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| Daydreams
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| Daydreams, you need them too
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| But in vain you seek them in the blue
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| Only I know a golden treasure isle
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| I know a golden treasure isle
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| Daydreams
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| Your sad eyes hide the glow
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| Of diamond gems in sparkling snow
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| And your hands offer gold
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| A world of dreams unforetold
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| And you seek that isle awake, asleep
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| Trying to find it in the shadows deep
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| Where sea-birds hover
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| But that world of dreams is here on land
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| You will find it — just reach out your hand
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| It’s all around us
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| On the wings of soaring white gulls
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| Whose mournful cry the sea lulls
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| Daydreams, mystic daydreams
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| A magic world, heaven it seems
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| Only I know a golden treasure isle
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| I know a golden treasure isle
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| Daydreams
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| Wistful songs of swaying trees
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| Float in the scent of a soft breeze
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| Gentle waves kiss the shore
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| Promise us love, love that won’t thaw
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| And that golden isle is here in you
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| It’s not there where you seek it in the blue
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| Where sea-birds hover
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| You’ll not come across it in strange lands
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| But you’ll find it — just reach out your hands
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| It’s all around us
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| On the wings of soaring white gulls
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| Whose mournful cry the sea lulls
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| Around us |