Diana Panton Dreamer
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
