I held you close to me
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Once in a distant dream,
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Far from the shores of my fear.
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I sailed on the ocean where
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All I imagined could happen,
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And now you are here.
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It's so hard to touch
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What is out of our hands,
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To know and to trust
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What the heart understands.
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Only the ones who believe
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Ever see what they dream,
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Ever dream what comes true.
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Life gives us magic and
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Life brings us tragedy.
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Everyone suffers some loss.
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Still we have faith in it,
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Childlike hope.
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There's a reason that outweighs the cost.
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And gravity throws
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All these rules in our way.
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And sometimes the sprit
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Refuses to play.
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Only the ones who believe
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Ever see what they dream,
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Ever dream what comes true.
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And oh, love,
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Turn me around in your arms.
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And in this dream we share
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Let us not miss one kiss.
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And add my regrets
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To the tears in the rain
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For that's what the color
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Of roses contain.
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Only the ones who believe
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Ever see what they dream,
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Ever dream,
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Ever dream what comes true.
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The Color Of Roses
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| Lorrie Morgan |
