WOODSON
Wishing on a
Obscure dream that I am dyeing to see
Oh, what a dilemma I have my
Darling little dream I fight day and night
Searching for you until one evening’s break
Oh how I will search for you until I leave this earth and I shall
Never relinquish you a day before, my darling little dream.
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