| And all at once the things you knew
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| Have all begun to come so true
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| They come into your life just like a dream
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| Some say dreams take place at night
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| I don’t believe that’s exactly right
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| I think it all depends upon your view of things that come and go
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| Like lullabies and fallen snow
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| And lovers all throughout the lands
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| That walk along the beaches of the shining sands of time
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| The lullabies of love are pearls
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| That fill your heart with crystal swirls
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| They’re going hand in hand to shape your dreams
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| And some say dreams are not so real
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| It all depends on what you feel
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| I think it all depends upon your view of things that come and go
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| Like lullabies and fallen snow
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| And lovers all throughout the lands
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| That walk along the beaches of the glistening sands of time
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| Love’s a lullaby
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| Like a melody that comes and goes
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| Through your mind
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| Love’s a lullaby
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| Like a melody that comes and goes
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| So when you’re lonely in your heart
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| You bet your life you’d better start
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| To make the world a place that’s in your dreams
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| For dreams can be of pastel shades
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| Or rolling clouds that hide your gaze
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| They seem to have the means to shape your view of things
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| That come and go, like lullabies and fallen snow
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| And lovers all throughout the lands
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| That walk along the beaches of the shining sands of time
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| Love’s a lullaby
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| Like a melody that comes and goes
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| Love’s a lullaby
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| Like a melody that comes and goes
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| Through your mind
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| Love’s a lullaby
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| Like a melody that comes and goes
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| Through your mind |