Come Where My Love Lies Dreaming — Quartette.
Come where my love lies dreaming
Dreaming the happy hours away
In visions bright redeeming
The fleeting joys of day
Chorus
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Come where the
Come e're the beams of morning
In golden robes returning
Come ere the beams of morning
steal from the sleeping plain
their dew
Ere golden day returning
Her blushing smiles reveal
breaking
waking