A conversation very near
In the room down the hall
she sleeps and has a ball
She talks to him in her sleep
Sometimes she will groan and weep
She will shout out his name
or giggle like they're playing a game
I wonder if he's in there
Sitting in that wooden chair
The two just chatting away
Like its any other day
Talking to her dream's words
In a world made for the two love birds.
she sleeps and has a ball
She talks to him in her sleep
Sometimes she will groan and weep
She will shout out his name
or giggle like they're playing a game
I wonder if he's in there
Sitting in that wooden chair
The two just chatting away
Like its any other day
Talking to her dream's words
In a world made for the two love birds.
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