I dream a white bright light
In endless fevered night
A birdwing brush across my back, you say to me
You could Am be my love

The green Sar gasso Sea
You're lying next to me
You could F be my love, you could E be my love

I dream of starfish bright
Or horses in the sea
They sparkle back at me and you say
What you waiting for?

The madness to set in
The orchestra begins
Well you could be my love, you could be my love (you could be my
love)

Across the shining seas
you're caried on the breeze
The fiddler starts his tune, the sirens sing
You could be my love

You could be my love
You could be my love
You could be my love, you could be my love

You could be my love
You could be my love
You could be my love, You could be my love

You could be my love
You could be my love
You could be my love, You could be my love