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All I do is dream of you the whole night through |
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With the dawn I still go on dreaming of you |
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You're every thought, you're everything |
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Every song I ever sing |
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Summer, winter, autumn and spring |
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And were there more than twenty four hours a day |
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They'd be spent in sweet content, just dreaming away |
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When skies are gray, when skies are blue |
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Morning, noon and nighttime too |
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All I do the whole day through is dream of you |
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I dream of you |
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When skies are gray, when there blue |
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Morning, noon and nighttime too |
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All I do the whole day through is dream of you |
