when I’m alone at night...
...and there’s no one to comfort me
I think of You...
...and suddenly my pillow...is Your Face...and Your Arms
and when the winter wind comes chasing after me...
...I think of You
and it’s as though I crawl beneath the blanket...
...soft and warm
who knows how many times I pause in every day...
...to think of You
You are always in my Heart...
...even though You're far away
I can hear the music of...
...the song of Love
I sang with You...
...just before I go to sleep
there's a rendezvous I keep...
...and the Dream I always meet
helps me forget we're far apart...
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