Dreams are the mystery of everyone’s lives
Where you dream about loved ones husbands and wives
You’ll soar into the sky like a great hawk flying
Or fall to the ground; broken and crying
Dreams are the mystery of everyone’s lives
Where you dream about fear and stalkers with knives
You’re being chased by a faceless stranger
Then bumping into Miss Hermione Granger
Dreams are the mystery of everyone’s lives
You’ll dream about anything if you just close your eyes
You’re starting to fall; you grab with your hand
You wake up at last and you’re not in dreamland
Where you dream about loved ones husbands and wives
You’ll soar into the sky like a great hawk flying
Or fall to the ground; broken and crying
Dreams are the mystery of everyone’s lives
Where you dream about fear and stalkers with knives
You’re being chased by a faceless stranger
Then bumping into Miss Hermione Granger
Dreams are the mystery of everyone’s lives
You’ll dream about anything if you just close your eyes
You’re starting to fall; you grab with your hand
You wake up at last and you’re not in dreamland
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