because you could not weep
for lack of sleep
for he whose heart you could never buy
but with constant and never ending sigh
these dreams will take you on tonight
yet never truly within his sight
till a thought kills the thing you love
once more to roam in realms above
oh save ye the mist form your misty eye
oh save ye the day from your sleepless eye
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