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If you woke up to the person of your dreams, would you ever go to sleep again? If you heart's deepest fantasy were a reality, would you ever need to dream again? She takes my breath away; with her I'd never need to breathe again I'm lost without her... and only in her arms, am I me again If I could be blinded by love, I would choose not to see again Become so deeply rooted, that I may never flee again My heart pumps her through my veins; I pray I never bleed again I stare at what we once were, hoping that we could be again Hoping to see You, our Love and Me. Wishing it be just us three again I hate being lonely, and three's a crowd but it feels like it's just me again