Everyday I wake up from a good nights rest, from a dream of you.
I get ready for school with my head filled with thoughts of my love.
I hope and wish that it comes true... But I'm no fool, I can wish and dream all I want... But I know the difference between reality...
And a fantsy...
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Sweet dreams, Carly...