Dreamer

Why are my eyes always full of this vision of you?

Why do I dream silly dreams that I feel won't come true?

I long to show you the stars,

Caught in the dark of the sea.

I long to speak of my love,

But you don't come to me.

So I go on asking if maybe one day you'll care.

I tell my sad little dreams to the soft evening air.

I am quite hopeless it seems.

Two things I know how to do.

One is to dream,

Two is loving you.

I am quite hopeless it seems.

Two things I know how to do.

One is to dream,

Two is loving you