
"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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