Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Dream of me

Believe it or not I am listening to a song by Kirsten Dunst, “Dream of me.” I am not a love song addict. I do listen to slow music once in awhile to reflect, hehehehe. . . I find the song very peaceful, makes me want to sleep. Thanks Jackie for the change in my everyday line-up. I think this song is so timely. What do you think J? This one is for you. Thanks again for the 30 second phone call, hehehe. . . so much. . . And please write something next time you check on my thoughts. I'd be grateful if you write more than hmmmnnnn.... ok? so much. . .

Let me sleep,
For when I sleep,
I dream that you are here you’re mine,
and all my fears are left behind.

I float on air,
The nightingale sings gentle lullabies,
So let me close my eyes,

And sleep a chance to dream,
So i can see the face,
I long to touch, to kiss,
But only dreams can bring me this

So let the moon shine,
Softly on the boy I long to see
And maybe when he dreams
He'll dream of me

Ill hide beneath the clouds
That whisper to the evening star
they tell me love is just a dream away
Dream Away Dream Away Dream Away
I'll dream away

So let the moon shine,
Softly on the boy I long to see
And maybe when he dreams
He'll dream of me
Ohhhh Dream of me

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