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
