Is wishful dreaming to me,
For all I seem to dream about are
Sweet, soft dreams of she.
"Wishing a wish long enough makes a wish come true,"
Is dreamingful wishing to me,
For all I seem to wish about are
Sweet, soft wishes of she.
I am speechless when she approaches me,
I lose my strength and might.
Afraid to blink when I gaze at she,
I cannot lose such a sight.
Her eyes tell tales of purity.
Her lips speak of the same.
My beating heart at infinity
When she calls out my name.
Since I cannot take her under my care
For whatever reason it may be,
To my heart, it can only be fair
That we meet upon a dream...