Sunday 11 October 2009 photo 2/3
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Every night I rush to my bed
Whit hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you.
When I close my eyes.
I'm going out of my head.
Lost in a fairytale, can you hold my hands and be my gudie?
Clouds filled whit stars.
Cover your skies.
And I hope it rains.
You're the perfect lullaby.
what kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me your love's too good too be true.
My guilty pleasure
I ain't going no where
baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
cause you are my
You can be my sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either I don't wanna wake up from you.
Turn the light on!
Whit hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you.
When I close my eyes.
I'm going out of my head.
Lost in a fairytale, can you hold my hands and be my gudie?
Clouds filled whit stars.
Cover your skies.
And I hope it rains.
You're the perfect lullaby.
what kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me your love's too good too be true.
My guilty pleasure
I ain't going no where
baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
cause you are my
You can be my sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either I don't wanna wake up from you.
Turn the light on!