| I dreamt one day of a beautiful scene
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| We walked through trees, through (?) their red and green
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| Feels so sure, glimmerin' gold
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| A mountain’s edge, and a sky so bold
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| Your turn to face me, I know this much
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| Your youthful skin, the warmth of your touch
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| My old heart, steady and true.
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| Until the day when I join, I join, I join you
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| If we had one more day
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| What would we do, what would we say?
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| But I know this dream exists in my head
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| How do I live knowing you’re dead?
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| She’s grown so tall, just like you
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| Her smile and laugh, and her face too
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| I know she felt your love in your womb-
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| Of a mother’s lov taken too, taken, taken too soon
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| If w had one more day
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| What would we do, what would we say?
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| But I know this dream exists in my head
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| How do I live knowing you’re dead? |