“My Dream.”

My Dream, my dream . . .
Oh, what I’d do to you.
For you I’ve written,
A fantasy that’s for two.
I’m sadly missing.
From your life, that’s true.
But this isn’t a defeat,
Or a mass fricken retreat.
For my life’s incomplete without you.

My dream, my dream . . .
Oh, how I have need of you.
For you I’m smitten,
You’re my fantasy, that’s true!
I’m still sadly missing,
From your life, that’s true.
But I won’t retreat.
I won’t admit to defeat.
For my life’s still incomplete without you.

My dream, my dream . . .
All that I want is you.
You can have my writing,
If your love for me is true.
For me, the ballgame’s over,
You’ve pitched a perfect game.
So, for you I wait.
It’s never too late.
So, baby, please say “I do.”
So, baby, please say “I do.”
Baby, I’ll never tire of you . . .