If I could tell her of my jealousy
Or paint a picture
There might be a light inside me to lead her on
If I could find a way to tell her
Behold our love will be
There would be a tender kiss, she says
A light, a love, upon me

What she says to me
Take my heart for free

When this night is over
It won’t be enough
So, would you be my lover?
My dreamer?

And so, the morning turns to days and weeks
And patiently, I wait
Counting the hairs on my head
I feel like, who am I to deserve love like this?
Why do I get this funny feeling?
Why do I realize my fate?
And then, I feel her hand upon me
A brush of love, of life, a promise

What she says to me
Take my heart for free

When this night is over
It won’t be enough
So, would you be my lover?
My dreamer?
When this night is over
It won’t be enough
So, would you be my lover?
My dreamer?

And I can’t let go of my dreamer
Why should I deny my heart?
And I can’t let go of my dreamer
Why should I deny my heart?
And I can’t let go of my dreamer
Why should I deny my heart?