Dream

And as we dream,
we dream of our past and all that we let go.
And we dream of what’s to come
and all the fortune we want to have.
Well, my love, I dream about you,
but no longer can I.
I must move on to what’s at hand.
The future is bright.
As bright as fireworks on a summer day.
As bright as the smile you gave me when we first set eyes on each other.
That’s what I want to dream about.
And I think I will.
As we do what we like.
And that’s what makes us beautiful.
Come dream my life away.
I’ve been waiting for you.