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I Dream of Him
When will you come?
When will you see
This beautiful world
That contains me
We've met before
And we'll meet again
Different people
Who became unlikely friends
I long to see you
My friend, my crush
To see what you feel
To see how deep I may blush
Summer days bring hope
But I know you have your fun
To live until next year
Still...try to come to the dusty sun
As that dusty sun shines
In this sandy, dry place
My heart beats with the rain drops
From the summer monsoon's crying face
Come inside, come quickly
Lightning paints the sky
On a black cloud canvas
This sandy desert no longer dry
Share with me the phenomenon
Share a seat next to me
The TVs light and sound
Feeding our imagination, our memory
Won't you come along?
To dive into the blue
Of the pool's crystal water
I'd like to swim with you
My dreams in the day
As well as the night
Are filled with these visions
Will them true I just might
I don't know when I'll see
Your unfamiliar silhouette
Yet I miss you dearly
Hating you years before, I regret
You've changed have you not?
You're becoming the prince
The one I dreamed of
I've dreamed of you ever since
But I didn't know
That year I saw you
For the very first time
I can't believe I never knew
But we were different then
We have changed over time
Now you're cool...mysterious
And I broke my psycho line
It's like we never met...
I'd like to... a lot
I'm counting on it in fact
Will you give it a shot?
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