If I hope really hard and shut my eyes really tight,
Maybe i'll be transported somewhere deep in the night.
A place where music is endless,
In every object there's a song.
There are dances that tell stories,
There is laughter to be drawn.
It's where he came to me and found me,
For I had been lost all along.
Where he whispers sweet nothings,
And makes my heart beat a song.
I find that place every night,
As I lay my head down to dream.
And as I awaken, not to my surprise,
The stars in the sky never shine quite as bright as those in his eyes.
Weep not for me, for I shall see him again.
As I lay myself down next nightfall, only he and I knowing where i've been.