I closed my eyes, drew back the curtain
To see for certain, what I thought I knew.
Far, far away, someone was weeping,
But the world was sleeping.
Any dream will do.
I wore my coat with golden lining,
Bright colours shining, wonderful and new.
And in the east, the dawn was breaking,
And the world was waking.
Any dream will do.
A crash of drums
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