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Turn %s the ballroom,
We softly dreaming palace hall,
With dreams of love in our hearts,
And until the dawn.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So softly dreaming and sing, friends,
With dreams of love filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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