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When I sleep at night
I reach out for you to hold me So close and so tight So that I won't be so lonely But when I find that I am at home My heart nearly turns to stone I look for you to be beside me For you to be all that I can see I say your name while I am still in my bed Hoping my sisters hadn't over heart what I had said Every night I make love to you But like always, I find that it is only a dream That has not come true..
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