Freston
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MY DREAM
I dreamed last night you loved me,
Your dear voice told me so,—
The story strangely moved me,
In its cadence soft and low;
The waves went rippling gladly,
In the moonlight's silvery gleam,
And my heart was dancing madly,
In the rapture of my dream.
Your dear voice told me so,—
The story strangely moved me,
In its cadence soft and low;
The waves went rippling gladly,
In the moonlight's silvery gleam,
And my heart was dancing madly,
In the rapture of my dream.
Oh! sweetheart, if you love me,
Why don't you tell me so?
My heart will hush its beating
To hear that whisper low.
The power that rules its dreaming
Has long been love of you;
Oh, tell me that you love me!
And make my dream come true,
Oh, tell me that you love me!
And make my dream come true!
Why don't you tell me so?
My heart will hush its beating
To hear that whisper low.
The power that rules its dreaming
Has long been love of you;
Oh, tell me that you love me!
And make my dream come true,
Oh, tell me that you love me!
And make my dream come true!
I dreamed last night you loved!
And, glad to be so blessed,
And, glad to be so blessed,
