Greg Laswell - Sweet Dream | Текст песни

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• Greg Laswell
• Sweet Dream

If I could write out my own dream
For the next time that I sleep
You'd be the first one that I see
And I the last one that you keep

And the dream would go on and on
While we sway
Against all things thrown our way
And the morning would be so cruel
When it came
With sunshine and warmth to bring

For announcing the end of my sweet dream
For announcing the end of my sweet dream