close your eyes dearn rest your weiry heart
ill be right here to caught you in my arms
if you should wake in the night
ill stay awake by your side
and ill sing of the dream and tell you of the hopes
how the stars are in reach and they've seen how close
your are to reaching them, a promise that they'll keep
that tommarow comes sooner if you would only just...sleep
tommarow is a mistery and i dont know it myself
pain and unsertainty, we all need a little help
but tonight we put it on hold
and let your reality go
-For My Beloved-
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