Oh, my heart will sing a song of you
A song of a time before time
An ancient mystic song.
Oh, how you intoxicate me  like a drug
by silky soft skin
and red red lips.
Oh, you are my dream!
Oh, and how I have dreamed
that dream of you
and I am forever lost of your charms.
And oh I walk on thorns for you
And all the pain
and all the sorrow
I feel because of you
I would have no other way
for a life that was nothing
has now it reason to be.
Though I dream of sorrow
or  I dream of  joy
my reason to be
is to dream of you.
Oh, ever shall  I bless the day
I first held you in these arms.
For you are my dream
of forever and ever more.