I walk alone in a dream silent thought's of you and me. Walking silent hand in hand, down the beach,on the sand. Watching the waves crash toward the land. I walk alone in a dream wishing you were here with me. Walking along silently, heart to heart,hand in hand. Watching the sun slip toward the land. Crimson colors paint the sky bringing passion to the night. I walk alone in a dream, Wishing you were here with me.. Beverly Skarsvog
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