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I Must Be Dreaming
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Love Deep brown eyes,
That I lose myself in.
I love you so much,
The sweetest sin.
Your face makes me stutter,
You're arms make me stumble.
Your lips drive me crazy,
For reality I must fumble.
It's a miracle that you love me,
A dream that somehow came true.
That January first,
The day I will never rue.
