Don't you understand,
it's the dream that I live on
not what has come unto us
nor what has come and gone.

Without interaction 
in and through each day,
how am I to know
just what you would say,

to make this heart feel
just the way it does,
does it feel this way
only just because,

I live the dream I've longed for
since so long ago,
or are you the dream I've seen?
The one I want to know?

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