The day sinks.
And i weave for you
And i weave for you
a tapestry of dreams,
out of silken moonbeams.
and send it
flying...
across spaces
out of silken moonbeams.
and send it
flying...
across spaces
across darkness
to distant lands
where charming hopes fragrance the night
For You.
to distant lands
where charming hopes fragrance the night
For You.
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