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* 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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