Follow me now
Wherever you go
I'll be there somehow
To let you know
Everything's a dream
Into the unreality
Where love just seem
To be you and me
Remember the days
Of many hours gone
Blue times and grays
And what was done
All love that's hopeless
Within everything
And days that were less
When nothing could sing
Follow your days
Wherever they go
Many are their ways
You still don't know
Everything that's coming
With wonderful touch
That keeps up summing
Have not and ought's
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