I dreamd that you wanted to dance with me.
I've dreamed many dreams,
but never one quite...like...this.
I'm surprised at the concept,
but I cannot say unpleasantly.
So many dreams you have caused to come true.
Why not this one?
And though this one might never be,
still I choose to dream.
Maybe one day...

Ah, here comes the morning.
Though the dream ends,
you're still here
with me.

So I get up
and write you a song
that you will never hear.