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The lights are starting to dim

The stars are starting to dream.

And fairies are dancing on the rim

Of the turret in the castle of my dreams.

 

Breathing in the heady scent

Of the roses in the narrow bend

I lean ahead to feel the wind

My sleeves rustling like the leaves..

 

I creep down barefooted

Not a sound to be heard

And shh..you must be quite too

Not a hum, not a word..

That feelings back in me again

That magic magic way

I feel my heart is healing

I want to hold on to this day

I feel like I am a princess

Back to where I belong

I am able to weave my fantasy

I am able to weave my song..

My dreams have lost their pattern

They are back to random again

The light is dancing full of glee

The shadows are all in vain..

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