Sleep, my dear, come back now.

The nights have become long.

My eyes burn and I miss you much

Trust me, nothing’s so wrong.

 

Don’t run when it gets tricky

Are you a fair-weather friend?

We can’t stop, can’t turn back

Who knows what’s around the bend?

 

Laugh if the joke’s on us

We’ll cry when we are alone

Some of the slippery paths

We must tread on our own.

 

Life’s a game of cards

And you are on my team

Let’s see what hand we have

Am betting a hope and a dream.

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