Last night you were here again, third time this week You always slip in when I'm asleep I thought those old feelings would be long gone by now Why in the world do you bother to come back around
You're out of my arms You're out of my life Out of every thought That I let cross my mind You're out of my hopes That it might be you every time the telephone rings But will I ever get you out of my dreams
There we were making wishes on evening stars Promises sealed with kisses straight from our hearts But then I woke up to reality again Even the sweetest dreams come to an end
You're out of my arms You're out of my life Out of every thought That I let cross my mind You're out of my hopes That it might be you every time the telephone rings But will I ever get you out of my dreams
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