Table of dreams
Love left her card on my table of dreams
She promised to call back pretty soon it would seem
With her hand on her heart she promised she would
Said she might bring a friend - two's better than one
The two that she spoke of are love and romance
A cartel with passion, desire and perchance
Perchance you will meet her, perchance he's the one
Perchance I will find her in dreams later on
Love oh sweet love will you wake me tonight?
Will you call as you said bring your promise to life?
Yes, love kept her promise, her friend was supreme
Love left a heart on my table of dreams
©Joseph G Dawson
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