Música, Neil Young, It`s a dream.

In the morning when I wake up and listen to the sound

Of the birds outside on the roof

I try to ignore what the paper says

And I try not to read all the news

And I'll hold you if you had a bad dream

And I hope it never comes true

'Cause you and I been through so many things together

And the sun starts climbing the roof

It's a dream

Only a dream

And it's fading now

Fading awayIt's only a dream

Just a memory without anywhere to stay

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(adorooooooooooo)