Games
Words and music by Stuart Reedy


The games we play
They just remind me
How far away you really are
And every night
I dream of holding you
So close and tight beneath the stars


Every night
I dream of things that cannot be
I dream of things that cannot be


I hear your voice
I know it's just inside my mind
Inside my heart
Open up my eyes, you won't be here
So I hold on
To the love that we share
And still I dream
Of a time that I'll be there with you


And still I dream
Of a time that I'll be there with you
Yes a time that I'll be there with you


copyright Stuart Reedy 2004-2008
last updated 02-05-2005 09:27 EDT (GMT -05:00)



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