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My night may've just been that perf'ly nice
Now I must lay in bed and try to sleep.
Honestly what life needed, certain spice
Place silly thoughts in my restless head, steep

I've fallen asleep now, and dreaming too
Dreams are becoming as nice as that night
I mustn't wake until it all comes true
Silly thoughts leave now, this is not a'right

And wake up I did, 'twas only a dream
Haunted with a kiss each and ev'ry night
Since we have yet to, foolish this does seem
These same silly thoughts are fought by daylight

With sunrise comes the grave reality
The knight of my night, prince of my pillow.
'Cross the hall, a silent request: "kiss me"
Silly thoughts ignored now'll bring the night's show