oh to sleep never more to weep©
Sweet Dreams are made of this
his touch and his kiss,
anything less is a nightmare
and to sleep right i wouldn't dare.
I miss My Sweetheart so
that i just wanna go,
away from myself on this earth
i want that with all i'm worth.
If i could simply die
then awake i wouldn't lie,
and just wish i was dead
with only visions of soft clouds in my head.
Being afraid is quite justified
when My Pooh not physically by my side,
being left alone after 29 years
is bound to bring on normal fears.
Depending so much on somebody you love
that's what giving of yourself is made of,
and now that i don't have him to hold
i just want my arms over my chest to fold.
When he was here i died in his arms
cause he took me to Heaven....
from all that harms,
but now that he's not here
there's only hell to hold me near.
Having Faith in my world....
won't give to me
his arms to throw out lonely,
all i can do is hold Faith tight
then i'll again soon be with Faron....
so i can finally say Good Night!
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Oh how i long to say Good Night
and have no more of this tear filled plight!
Sally
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