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Goodnight sweet princess
Fare ye well
Maybe I'll dream
Who can tell?
But if I have a dream of you
I'll tell you in the dream what's true
For in my dreams I speak my heart
And never leave out any part
The words I say come from my soul
They fill a cup with love that's whole
And never once did you disdain
Or ever ask me to abstain
But take my streams of words in stride
Yet keep yours in and choose to hide
The way you feel, not show your hand
It has to be, I understand
But if once in a while you feel you can
Show me one card from that hand
I don't care if it's just a two
It's a royal flush if it comes from you
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