quinta-feira, 13 de setembro de 2007


"Whenever I day dream, and day dream I do,

in my secret garden, I day dream of you.

I day dream of you, in a faraway land;

embracing me tight and holding my hand.

Holding my hand, and touching my face.

Just you and me, in this peaceful place.

In this peaceful place a pristine river flows.

Where the unicorns run, a breeze always blows.

A breeze always blows and sings of a song;

our love in a place where you're never gone.

Where you're never gone is as it would seem,

from dusk until dawn, whenever I day dream.

And whenever I day dream, and day dream I do,

in my secret garden, I day dream of you. "



by Sam

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