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FIRST DREAM

First dream I remember
Was the middle of the sea
Thirty-three bombs
Thirty-three wicks
Strapped all over me

And the ship out in the distance
Was white as a stone
All that metal all around
I wouldn't know where to go

Next a small torpedo
With a green light on the top
Came right up to me
I put my arms out and it stopped

Diffused the bombs before my eyes
As I swam free
In my dream it wasn't you
Who sent that help to me
To me

And the white ship was an angel
And my arms became the sails
Fly on the wings of disappointment
When you think your love has failed
My love will never fail

And the white ship was an angel
And my arms became the sails
Fly on the wings of disappointment
When you think your love has failed
My love will never fail