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| i picture you sighing soft only in my dreams whisper kisses only in my dreams and they're always here to remind me... pictures, stars and dreams they're always here to remind me calling me when i look up you're the brightest star in a pocketful of skies my colored picture in a world of black and white my only dream come true on a restless winter night when i look back on a picture of the past i close my eyes and make believe i was still there cause all i have left are pictures and stars and dreams to hold on to i'll never wish on another star again. |
