Please think of me and I will think of you br Then we can get together in our dreams, br Imaginations recreate the view br Of everything as proper as it seems. br Where walls don't stand and fences are not built, br Horizons just a backcloth yet to fall, br No crying to be heard when milk is spilt br And only nature answers to the call. br We'll dream the dream, perhaps a dream too far, br Beyond all possibilities of reach, br But better searching for a shooting star br Than learning all the trodden ground can teach. br Yes, we can think and blink away the tears br And in a moment glean those wasted years.