We'll take the morning by the hand
Though we're apart, I understand
I'll spend some time in wonderland
And dream a little dream of us
We walk alone, mid-afternoon
Separate paths, one mournful tune
Not converging any time soon
I'll take time to dream of us
We'll welcome evenings fading light
Knowing where we are's not right
I'll drain the bottle out of spite
And drink to dream of us
Midnights spiral still has a hold
Of what was warm, now grown so cold
Without you I'll simply unfold
But still dream a little dream of us
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