Wayne Austen

Wayne Austen
....For it was he.

Sunday

Kirsten Dunst - Dream Of Me

'And maybe when he dreams, he dreams of me...'
W x




Let me sleep
For when I sleep I dream that you are here
You're mine
And all my fear is left behind
I float
On air
The nightengale sings gentle lullabies
So let me close my eyes...
And sleep, perchance to dream
So I can see the face I long to touch
To kiss
But only dreams can bring me this
So let the moon shine
Softly on the boy I long to see
And maybe when he dreams
He'll dream of me.


I hide beneath the clouds
And whisper to the evening stars
They tell me love is just a dream away...dream away...
A dream away.


So let the moon shine
Softly on the boy I long to see
And maybe when he dreams...
He'll dream of me.


Ohhhhhhhhhhh dream of me.

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