Not every night i dream of you,
But when i do it's grand,
I sometimes dream your back again,
So i can hold your hand.
When i see your gentle smile,
It brings back floods of tears,
I love those precious dreams of you,
It's nice to have you near.
Not every night i dream of you,
I only wish i could,
Life without you's lonely,
But dreaming's oh so good.
Jayne Louise Davies
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