I had a dream of myself, dressed in a black and white Givenchy gown,
dancing at a fancy party, surrounded by dim lights hanged up in trees.
He had a champagne glass on his hand, and he winked at me from the other side.
Yes, I had idolized him as if he was David Larrabee,
turns out, he fell in love with me as if he was Linus.
In the love light
When our eyes have grown accustomed to the daylight
We'll see what waits for us to share
For all the things we've dreamed of in the moonlight
Will be there...
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