Forevermore

I wake with the dawn, something is wrong,
Then I hear you breathing softly by my side,
And I know that I was dreaming, of a time that may come,
When you would be no longer in my life;

I slip out of the bed, I go down the stairs,
Still troubled by the power of the dream,
And I know that I don't say it quite as much as I should,
The way I feel, and what you mean to me; You are my lover, you are my friend,
You are my life to the very end,
You bring me comfort, you keep me warm,
You give me hope, you make me strong,
You take me away to a distant shore,
And it's with you that I want to stay,
Forevermore; We go out at night, you're looking so good,
People turning, as you walk into the room,
And when I stand beside you I can feel the pride in my heart,
To know that you are here with me tonight; You are my lover, you are my friend,
You are my life to the very end,
You bring me comfort, you keep me warm,
You give me hope, you make me strong,
You take me away to a distant shore,
And it's with you that I'm going to stay,
Forevermore,
Yes it's with you that I'm going to stay,
Forevermore,
Yes it's with you that I'm going to stay,
Forevermore.

You are my lover, you are my friend,
You are my...

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