Sleep well my love,
your dreams of good stuff,
visit me and make me laugh,
with you nothings ever rough,
for you are my better half,
walk with me and stay near,
with you there is no fear,
you are my life which is so dear.
This night is dark and cold,
where thou art for i to hold,
oh! i forgot you are gone,
its like am in a blind fold,
come make me jolly and bold,
make me feel the love am told.
Without you am a land with no owner,
missing you every bit is my days order,
come we share love as we get older,
am just an incomplete pot with no potter,
make heist and save me from the torture,
then hold my hand i'll feel better,
hopefully we'll get to dance later.
The nights been long,
and now the break of dawn,
its long since you were gone,
but am still holding on,
only a few days and youll be home,
my love i know you to are strong,
thats what keeps me going on.
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