All the time that we are dreaming,
The lines in our life are fading,
Soft spoken words are whispered,
Tiny fingers grapple onto a thread.
Sweet melody sings into these ears,
It felt real it felt flying into the atmosphere.
The stars are dancing with you,
The moon is flatter by the beauty of you.
Take flight on my wing,
Hold my body as we are hovering and sing.
Loving is the least we can do,
As long as dream still carry on to go.
Only in a velvet dream we can feel,
Thus only you can make me real.
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