Dream of Me
Do you dream of me with light brown hair
or is it silver -- if it's even there?
Would you hold hands and in spring fields play
or would you rest on an autumn day?
Many are the nights we have to hold
Fewer are the years 'till we are old
So dream of me with light brown hair
and overlook the silver there.
Bright like a sword, your wit beguiles
and I live to witness your daydawn smiles.
I never notice a crease in your eyes
or mark the spaces between your sighs.
I don't see your roots of gray
and I can kiss your years away.
All I ask is that you be my friend,
blind to my earthly body's end.
I sigh for the days and chances past
but can be contented with what will last,
which isn't loves or shallow goals
but peaceful joy within our souls.
So live with me and be my bride.
Forever feel my youth inside.
Dream of me with light brown hair
and overlook the silver there.
or is it silver -- if it's even there?
Would you hold hands and in spring fields play
or would you rest on an autumn day?
Many are the nights we have to hold
Fewer are the years 'till we are old
So dream of me with light brown hair
and overlook the silver there.
Bright like a sword, your wit beguiles
and I live to witness your daydawn smiles.
I never notice a crease in your eyes
or mark the spaces between your sighs.
I don't see your roots of gray
and I can kiss your years away.
All I ask is that you be my friend,
blind to my earthly body's end.
I sigh for the days and chances past
but can be contented with what will last,
which isn't loves or shallow goals
but peaceful joy within our souls.
So live with me and be my bride.
Forever feel my youth inside.
Dream of me with light brown hair
and overlook the silver there.
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