Tip of the Tongue

It was a summer night and I was sleeping
 The moon was out, my head was beaming
 Looked at my dreams like they were gold
 Amazing feelings draw within me
 All my conflicts slip beneath me
 Like the spirit of a song
 Or like the feeling of a lover in your arms
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 But ever since that night and after
 The dreams I had, I can't recapture
 And it brings me down so low
 The more I search the less I find
 The more I look the more I'm blind
 Like a melody so young
 Hanging on the tip of the tongue
 If I wait long enough now
 Will you come to me?
 Will you come to me?
 So far away, but right beside me
 Will you come to me?
 Will you follow me home?
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 When we first met we were so young
 We played out past the setting sun
 In a world of make believe
 Wooden forts and magic beans
 Silly thoughts and silly dreams
 How we said we'd never change
 But somehow life got in the way
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 But way back then and even now
 I still love you i don't know how
 You got magic in your eyes
 And underneath our conversation
 In our thoughts our contemplations
 There's a feeling left unsung
 Hanging on the tip of the tongue