Could I be so lucky to hold you in my arms?
To be the one to protect you?
And to keep you safe from harm?
Could I be so blessed to have your hand in mine?
To have you by my side,
your head on my shoulder looking oh so fine.
Could it be that one day your voice deep and true.
will whisper my name with the same desire I speak of you?
Could you ever see it, when we'll dance to our own beat.
Carried by something stronger than our worn and weary feet.
Can you imagine a day when we didn't say goodnight?
But dreamed together of each other under the pale moon light.
Yes, it is only dreams and fantasies of which I can now sustain.
But until I have you in my arms I'll happily dream them just the same.
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