| | | | Millions thinks in this while.
I dream 'bout his charmin' smile.
'Bout his pretty little eyes.
Oh, his sight is so, so nice.
He's so near to me this night.
I dream 'bout my handsome knight.
I feel his touch and his kiss.
I'm so sad 'cause I still miss.
But when he's with me in my dream
I'm very glad when I fell him.
And I woul dream 'bout him all night,
But there's a ring woke me up loud.
And when I woke up, look next to me
I realize that near is he.
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