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When I fall asleep: a story- song

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Do you know that you’re always with me and that I’m always with you?

Do you know we are always together?
We are? How is that possible?
Do you wanna know? You really wanna know? You really really wanna know?

Yeah!

Cause when I fall asleep
You are there in my dreams.
And then when I wake up
There you are next to me.

I dream that we are walking
Hand in hand down the street.
And then when I wake up, there you are.
With a foot on my face

And when I fall asleep
We build rockets on the sand
And watch them lifting off
Jumping around in the air
And then when I wake up I feel your face in my hand
And then I fall asleep, fall asleep once again.

I dream we have a big huge concert on the beach
And then when I wake up there you are next to me.

I feel you little hand covering all my face.
You are made of love. Made of love and so much more.
You are made of cool. Swag and rainbow lollipops.

You are made of wind, earth and sky all in one.
And don’t forget the ocean. It’s been there all along.

And then I fall asleep and there you are in my dreams.
Sometimes when I wake up, you’re not there anymore
I rush right down the stairs and there you are on the floor
Playing with flamingos or rocking your guitar

I tell you you are awesome and we dance and play some more.
You know that I love you and I know you love me too
Without a single need for the words I love you.

And then when I’m asleep there you are next to me.
And then when I wake up. I’m right there. Where you’ll be.
Together and for always. As for always as can be.

This is the poem from the book: When I fall asleep by M.J.Silva

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