Soft.
Her eyes soft like pillows,
Lay me into my dreams.
Through all the night,
Sweet slumber it would seem.
She can run wild in my head,
Never stay on any given path.
Theres never any telling,
How long each dream would last.
Run all through my mind,
In my mind you’ll be free.
And when my eyes open,
Your dream will stay with me.
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