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Go to sleep now and dream of him close
While the sky turns from blacker to red
When you wake in the morning he will be gone
And leave you dreaming him close
Writer/s: Eskimo Joe
Go to sleep now and dream of him close
While the sky turns from blacker to red
When you wake in the morning he will be gone
And leave you dreaming him close
Writer/s: Eskimo Joe
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