Somewhere a dream has fallen
And melted into dew...
Somewhere a pair of gentle eyes
Has picked it up for you.
The morning mist has cleared,
The sky is golden hue;
The day holds forth promises
Of a miracle overdue.
And melted into dew...
Somewhere a pair of gentle eyes
Has picked it up for you.
The morning mist has cleared,
The sky is golden hue;
The day holds forth promises
Of a miracle overdue.
Wow! ..beautiful:)
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