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Dreamgirl
I have a dreamgirl
Who wears her hair in a curl.
Upon me, she cast a spell
And in my heart she does dwell.
Whenever she does smile,
She spellbounds me all the while.
Everyday for her, I sing a song
Day and night, for her I do long
Because to my heart, she does belong.
When she gets up in the morning,
The bird on the tree stops it's yawning
And a love song, it starts singing.
Even a heart as hard as metal
On seeing her, becomes soft like a petal.
To my life, she is a boon
In the darkness, she is my moon.
When I try to speak to her,
My tongue gets tied
And the distance between us
Becomes wide and wide
Even though she showed me life's way
She still keeps me at bay.
Thus I conclude my rhyme
Hoping that we meet in the Sands of Time.
