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You came into the room and sat down in a chair. Some magic shone about you and there was stardust in the air. The sun came in the window just to shine upon your table; I felt a sudden need to cry, but found I was not able. So I enter your dominion with a weak a tender eye and all too soon I'm drifting with your aura floating by. And then I am a planet, or a dust mote with a friend and I'm looking in your eyes so deep, they never seem to end. I can hang my head down with the saddest willow, I can taste the wind that makes the boat's sail billow, I can lay my head down on a soft, white pillow, but I can't have a taste of Lady Vanilla. You silently respond to me as I go swimming by and I keep seeing circles, no matter what I try. Vanilla's made of magic; my dreams with it are laced, but it's dark as thick molasses and it's bitter to the taste. Then suddenly you leave the room and I'm spinning in your wake and I can't swim and I can't drown in your vanilla lake. Come back and make the sun shine in, come back and make me smile, if not for one forever, for just a million whiles. From Letras Mania