Yeah!
You're not wrong, who deem
That my days have always been a dream
I dreamt alone
Hope has flown away
In a night or in a vision of a morning
Is therefore the less gone?
All that we see, all that we seem
Is but a dream within a dream
I stand 'mid the roar
Of a lonely surf-tormented shore
Holding in my hand
Grains of golden sand
But they creep down through my fingers to the water
And sink before the strand
How few! Yet I just could not save
Not even one from the dim wave!
A dream, a dream
A dream within a dream
A dream, a dream
A dream within a dream
With crazy motion from my eyes
Are running down the tears I'm crying
They're falling down into the sea
As my last dream is living me, oohh!
A dream, a dream
A dream within a dream
A dream, a dream, a dream within a dream

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