Memories and Dreams
I want sleep but it will not come
Oh, sweet bliss that would take me away
Far away from my bed and home.
For in this place I would rather not stay
But travel on dreams of the sun.
In dreams there is joy and escape
Whilst I am awake there is none of this.
I think of memories of days past
Think of the last time I felt that kiss
Oh, to be back there again.
Time was no worry when I was with you and
Sweet were the days of endless pleasure,
Days spent with you on the sand.
Afternoons filled with glorious leisure,
A beach that only we shared.
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