My Secret Place


Whenever I daydream,
and daydream I do
in my secret place,
I daydream of you.
I daydream of you
while we're afar
embracing me tight
and holding my hand--
holding my hand
and touching my face.
Just you and me
in this peaceful place--
in this peaceful place
the rivers flows. Birds
sing their lovely songs,
and a cool breeze blows.
A cool breeze always blows
and carries our song,
our love, in this place
where you're never gone--
where you're never gone
and I will never feel alone
and will always smile,
when every day I dream
of you.
Whenever I daydream,
and daydream I do
in my secret place,
I daydream of you.

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