Like a song that plays in your head,
and you long to name the tune
you seek it out until,
word for word you can croon.

I looked for the greatest dream
that I could ever seek,
and now I know this dream is real
now that I've had a peek.

I don't have to wonder anymore 
the name of this old song 
or if only I long to hear it,
or if in searching I was wrong.

It doesn't matter anymore what's
in store for me,
for now when I long to sing,
I know the words and melody.

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Written by: Cara Marie Filipeli