Out of My Dreams
When my thoughts start this song
It feels like a slow moving train,
Becoming from two tracks a single one
Much like the trickle from the drops of rain.
How shall I begin to let you in?
To a LOVE that echoes again
Across the distance that intervenes.
In my daze my words are a maze
I pray for God's LOVE that saves
With you coming straight out of my dreams.
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