When tonight I dream of you,
I hope that everything comes true.
And when we wake, the day is new.
    Baby, I will still love you.
So go to sleep and dream of me,
then tell me all the things you see,
and in turn I'll take each word, and hold it close,
     for I am yours.

I hold on to every word, and sing them in my head.
For these thoughts and dreams are like a bird,
singing the nothings said.
It tweets and tweets and tweets along,
words that feel so true.
And I sing, I sing, I sing along,
to the words of 'I love you'.

My heart in turn it sings along.
Though it cannot ever hear your song.
It seems to me to fated be,
that we would have even gone and met,
yet here we are we've come so far.
And it aint over yet*

And as the birds sing and our hearts scream,
These words I'll whisper to thee.
I love you, you know it's true, and this was meant to be.
Now rest your head upon this bed
and close your eyes to the tune,
for the bird will sing in the morning sun to the day's beautiful tune.