Lost in the dim of twilight waking
I cling to dreams
and search for you
I cling to dreams
and search for you
beyond the stars
around the Southern Cross
to the end of the earth
I reach for your hand as
the day breaks
and in the cold light of dawn
I hear your voice and know
I will see you again
in my dreams
around the Southern Cross
to the end of the earth
I reach for your hand as
the day breaks
and in the cold light of dawn
I hear your voice and know
I will see you again
in my dreams
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