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What do I do with the dreams of you
You trace your soft hands to the side of my face
And you stay out in the sacred air
With your eyes turned to the light
In my dreams of you
It is something sweet
Of the soft life of remembering
And the orchard there
In the early light
On the cold soft ground
In the sight of God
Through the door I see
Years that I could spend
Living simply in the love of you
Where there is no death
Outside of it
You're the only thing
That I'm clinging to
In my dreams of you
It is something sweet
Of the soft life of remembering
And the orchard there
In the early light
On the cold soft ground
In the sight of God