Somewhere you dream of happy times,
Of laughter rippling on the wind,
And friendship's kiss, as sweet as wine
Poured out with love's own tenderness;
But shall these dreams bring warmth to you
As Autumn frost draws ever nearer,
And keep the fire within your heart
As winter's chill grows ever clearer?
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Memories of my love flow through my meloncoly night
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