© 2010 Mark Cote
Distant love as the flowing ocean
so deep and wide
gentle waves keep brushing my heart
I wonder why...
distant dreams are a changing cloud
so free and light
as I watch them dance I'm swept away
I touch the sky...
(chorus) Dance dance on a wishing well
sometimes in love you can never tell
dance dance to a silent rain
her touch alone can heal my pain
I hope she'll come back again
songbird sings in the vacuum night
his plaintiff cry
a memory of what could be
just you and I...
(chorus)
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