As soon as I fall fast asleep,
I wake up the next morning.
The whole night gone in the blink of an eye,
as the new day is dawning.

I do my dreaming in the day,
since they don't come at night.
I forge brand new realities,
where my dreams can take flight.

They say that I can't concentrate,
when they see me drifting off,
but my imagination helps me,
think outside the box.

I get such wild ideas,
the tangents I could take...
I just wish they would come at night,
to give my mind a break.

This is for you, it is the slate blue sky before sunset,
I have no one else to give it to,
But it is not really mine, to give to you just yet.

This for you, a sky full of stars, and moon over the briny ocean toss,
If you were not, the aim and focus of my affectations,
Here lie with me softly on the solid rock with the bed of moss.

This is for you, I need you more,  than you need me,
Je t'adore, une fois pour toutes,
I imagine more, about you then, the time I spend with us, see?