Omar

In the dream, the air is sweet, and you are willing

Every time the spirits meet

It takes me on a free flight, hold tight

'Til I feel you lying close to me

How I know the dream is real, and never's someday

If you're alive then you will feel

the cadence of my promise, do this

Keep your life an open book for me

How can I describe my sharp beloved pain

or the rupture in my heart

whenever my grey eyes fall upon your smile

it screams to me

It's the mind that always keeps my love alive

knowing how my memory creeps

to keep you in my hindsight, hold tight

'Til I have the chance to find you

In the dream, the air is sweet, just like your kisses

There is nothing can compete

with the fierce emotion, an ocean

couldn't stay my thirst for you

In the dream, the air is sweet, and you are willing......