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Dream
* adapted from The Everly Brothers
i wake every nite to watch the city lights
mommys readin her magazine
daddys still at work i bet
and my blanket sleepin next to me
and we're both not done dreamin yet
so dream . . .
i like to count the planes
wishin i could count the stars
i listen to the passin train
i listen to the passin cars
and i get little chills
oh, i adore my windowsill
for dream . . .
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