She comes to me every nightNo words are left to sayWith her hands around my neckI close my eyes and pass awayI don’t know who she isIn my dreams she does existHer passion is a kissAnd I can not resistI wait here

She comes to me every nightNo words are left to sayWith her hands around my neckI close my eyes and pass awayI don’t know who she isIn my dreams she does existHer passion is a kissAnd I can not resistI wait here

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