You always stir my imagination,
Sometimes it borders on fantasy,
And sometimes I find
Visions flash through my mind,
Close to reality.
Night, a soft guitar,
A hidden lane, a moon,
And here and there a star
For a man and his dream.
Night, a cricket's cry,
A whispered word, a kiss,
And now and then a sigh
For a man and his dream.
And their eyes when they meet
Seem to say, Its sublime",
And their hearts proudly beat
To a tune that is older than time.
Night must fade away,
And yet it leaves a love
So the world will say,
"Theres a man and his dream.
And their eyes when they meet
Seem to say, Its sublime",
And their hearts proudly beat
To a tune that is older than time.
Night must fade away,
And yet it leaves a love
So the world will say,
"Theres a man and his dream.

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