If I could tell her of my jealousy Or paint a picture There might be a light inside me to lead her on If I could find a way to tell her Behold our love will be There would be a tender kiss, she says A light, a love, upon me What she says to me Take my heart for free When this night is over It won’t be enough So, would you be my lover? My dreamer? And so, the morning turns to days and weeks And patiently, I wait Counting the hairs on my head I feel like, who am I to deserve love like this? Why do I get this funny feeling? Why do I realize my fate? And then, I feel her hand upon me A brush of love, of life, a promise What she says to me Take my heart for free When this night is over It won’t be enough So, would you be my lover? My dreamer? When this night is over It won’t be enough So, would you be my lover? My dreamer? And I can’t let go of my dreamer Why should I deny my heart? And I can’t let go of my dreamer Why should I deny my heart? And I can’t let go of my dreamer Why should I deny my heart?