I saw you in a dream,
waiting there for me.
You wore me on your heart,
I wore you on my sleeve.
We danced beneath the stars,
down beside the creek.
Tomorrow when I wake,
I'll remember how it used to be.
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Sway, sway.
Ain't no rhyme or reason
going to tell us why the good goes away.
Sway, sway.
It's dizzyin' the feeling
think' about how all good things change.
All the trees have grown,
overgrown they sway,
in a dream, a field,
where we used to play.
Hear the branches moan,
moaning' in the breeze.
Tomorrow when I wake,
I'll remember how it used to be.
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All of those times in the fields,
all our white horses have gone
and run away, we find.
Don't wanna stop short just to see,
we've taken for granted all of this passing time.
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by Shelly Fraley
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