Stacey Kent 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 ask myself if maybe someday 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
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 ask myself if maybe someday 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
