A Million Dreams Lyrics Novels & Stories

"|| When you close your eyes, tell me, what are you dreamin'? Everything, I wanna know it all I'd spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours And I might never get there, but I'm gonna try If it's ten thousand hours or the rest of my life I'm gonna love you (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh) Do you miss the road that you grew up on? Did you get your middle name from your grandma? When you think about your forever now, do you think of me? When you close your eyes, tell me, what are you dreamin'?

"Is that what you said I won't understand?" "Yes! I'm dreaming and I've been here for almost two days. I slept fine thinking I was going to wake up in my real life, but I am still dreaming. I find Tessa and Pearl here as handmaidens. strange. My father is a King, My mother is dead, and you... a Prince. It is very frustrating, I miss my Mom my friends, my life, and I don't know what that story of a stupid Diamond is supposed to mean to me!"

A shinning star I had a dream , I got everything I wanted Not what you'd think and if I'm being honest, It's might have been a nightmare I think I died.. Nobody cried, nobody even noticed I saw them standing right there , kinda thought they might care But they didn't... I tried to scream, but my head was underwater... They called me weak, like I'm not just somebody's daughter It's like a nightmare...a dream But it felt like they were right there... Just looking and doing nothing

She answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

"Brother p-plea" "SHUT-UP ALLEN" he scream again "But bright it's my dream, it's our mother dream" I try to make him understand while crying, he need to understand my dream our mother dream. "WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO SEE THE DREAMS I DON'T HAVE PERMISSION TO TOUCH YOU,IF I HAVE I DEFINITELY SLAP YOU,YOUR ONLY DREAM IS BECOME A WIFE AND LOVE YOUR HUSBAND"

He was very happy and gave her the blessings while going out. The train started leaving the station after two minutes and for Navi, it was like she was leaving behind her heart but she promised herself to get her man back with a bang and make him realize what a rot he was. She chuckled to herself. Taking out the earphones she plugged in her ears and started listening to soft music, "looking into my eyes, you see what you mean to me…." Bryan Adams, her one of the favorite singers, with closed eyes. She was awoken by the call from Anamika, both chatted for sometime and then promised to stay in touch. After talking to her, she drifted back to soft sleep in her chair. Another four hours and she'

Take my hand, I'll take the lead And every turn will be safe with me Don't be afraid, afraid to fall You know I'll catch you through it all And you can't keep us apart (Even a thousand miles can't keep us apart) 'Cause my heart is wherever you are It's like catching lightning The chances of finding someone like you It's one in a million, the chances to feeling The way we do And with every step together We just keep on getting better So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) Can I have this dance? Oh, no mountain's too high and no ocean's too wide 'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop Let it rain, let it pour, what we have is worth fighting for You know I believe that we were

It has been five days and I have had the same dream, about the woman in white, asking me to stop Harper from 'making the mistake of his life by marking another female'. I felt like I was watching a video play, again and again. It was Thursday today and the dream had plagued all my waking thoughts, the image of the white woman practically begging me to stop Harper.

Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.

I hurried inside and Amanda, my best friend flitted to me, holding my hand and pulling me along. “Why are you late again, Nadia?” Amanda queried in a low tone, careful not to be heard by others. “What else makes me wake up late, Mandy? The usual of course,” I responded, overwhelmed by the situation. For the past two months, I have turned into a perpetual latecomer just for a stupid wet dream. “The same wet dream again?” Amanda asked, stopping to face me with her arms crossed over her chest. “Exactly,” I sighed with deflated shoulders.