oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
whence tender tears run warm, i'll weep
to follow eastern sun into
a beauty revealed by morning dew
like angel's lips you release my pain
to cease my thoughts of anger's peak
if 'morrow comes before the rain
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
to cease my thoughts of anger's peak
if 'morrow comes before the rain
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
lo! our love will not unravel
that dream that glows of winter's touch
we'll lead that trail on which we travel
to solemn birth of life and such
that dream that glows of winter's touch
we'll lead that trail on which we travel
to solemn birth of life and such
so all that wonder across the skies
of night does hold what things we'll reap
within this hour of hopeful sighs
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
of night does hold what things we'll reap
within this hour of hopeful sighs
oh, dream not of that anxious sleep
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