That blinded me
I dreamt a dark
And could not see
I dreamt that arms
Surrounded me
I dreamt a love
That could not be
The wind did blow
Through hollow trees
The skies grew dark
The cold did seize
My love was nowhere
To be found
My dreams I dreamt
Had run aground
For that is what
Our dreams are dear
But visions though
They seem so clear
When eyes are op'n
They're like the air
They vanish fast
And disappear
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