by chad alan and brett detar
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i picture you sighing soft only in my dreams whisper kisses only in my dreams and they're always here to remind me... pictures stars and dreams calling me when i look up you're the brightest star in a pocketful of skies my colored picture in a world of black and white my only dream come true on a restless winter night when i look back on a picture of the past i close my eyes and make believe i was still there cause all i have left are pictures and stars and dreams to hold on to i'll never wish on another star again
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Pictures, Stars, And Dreams
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| The Juliana Theory |
