In the Cool of the Night

I'm in heart, I'm in prayes.
I'm a thought, I'm a dream.

There are two of me –
the one out there in your heart
on the lighted street of dreams,
another one here walking along
the alley of the shadow of death.

Is it the same me that is loved
or is it just a dream you love?

In the cool of the night
neither you are real.
Nothing on Earth isn't true.
We know the Paradise is lost
and we all here are ghosts.

But love is true and dream is good
so who cares are we real.

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