I dreamed of love beneath a quiet sky,
Where every fear had learned to pass me by.
A gentle hand, a heart that understood,
A love that led me where I knew I should.
It wasn't just a dream of you and me,
It was a road that set my spirit free.
Through every turn, through every winding way,
Your love became the light that led my day.
When I was lost, your memory would glow,
A little light reminding me to go.
Not toward the place where broken dreams remain,
But toward a life where hope could bloom again.
And now I walk with courage in my heart,
Trusting that every step has played its part.
Perhaps true love is more than someone's hand—
It's finding who I am, and where I stand.
So if this dream was meant to guide my way,
I'll follow where its quiet whispers stay.
For love has shown me, through the darkest night,
That sometimes dreams can lead us toward the light.
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