Why are my eyes always full of this vision of you

Why do I dream silly dreams that I fear 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