A in the morning lightE7 i’m still holding onA though my dream has fadedD with the morning sunA but you’re here with meE7 in a memoryA of my sweetest dream in the velvet clutch of the darkest night when my way is lost no guiding light how you comfort me in my hour of need in my sweetest dream when you call my name my soul responds i touch the flame but the flame has gone eluding me – bitter irony my sweetest dream
Sweetest Dream
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