torsdag 13 mars 2008

.interlude.

Time is like a dream And now, for a time, you are mine Lets hold fast to the dream That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows) If its real Or just something were both dreaming of What seems like an interlude now Could be the beginning of love

Loving you Is a world thats strange So much more than my heart can hold Loving you Makes the whole world change Loving you, I could not grow old

No, nobody knows When love will end So till then, sweet friend ...

Time is like a dream And now, for a time, you are mine Lets hold fast to the dream That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows) If its real Or just something were both dreaming of ?  What seems like an interlude now Could be the beginning of love What seems like an interlude now Could be the beginning of love What seems like an interlude now Could be the beginning of love

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