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What was, and what might be
Contributed by
jbrow
on
Wednesday, 26th July 2006 @ 06:14:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
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one day I was coming home,
from along day of work.
I was ridding on the bus, because
I was to asleep to drive.
I just happened to look out, of the window;
I saw somebody that I thought I know.
The woman in my dreams,
she came to set me free.
All of my friends say that I’m out of my mind;
because she’s is in my dreams, and not in real time.
That’s alright with me, because that what was, and what
might be.
I see her every night in my dreams.
When I’m asleep is the only time that I feel free;
her eye’s are the only thing that put my soul at peace.
I know that one day you, and I will meet.
My Angel sweet angel sweet angel.
All of my friends say that I’m out of my mind;
because she’s is in my dreams, and not in real time.
That’s alright with me, because that what was, and what
might be.
I need your love
I want your love, sweet love.
By Gene Brown Jr.
jbrow
Copyright ©
jbrow
... [
2006-07-26 18:14:47] (Date/Time posted on
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