Then one must reach new heights, dare I too say,
higher than the moon and higher than the stars,
holding me in moonlight, all through the night,
and missing me everyday, even when I'm away,
this is tomorrow's dream, riding on a moonbeam,
kissing you all night, even in the warm sunlight
Oh darling, did I Hear you softly whispering,
when you were down by the stream, of a dream?
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