he may not be real,
but when it's pitch dark
and you can't hear a peep,
he visits me, deep in my sleep.
So vivid, so real
sometimes I don't remember,
but I know I'd spent the night with him
So even if you're not real,
visit me in my dreams.
It may hurt later, but as long as I get
those few moments with you...
I'm happy.
so come quick and soon
I've just got to know:
who are you,
my dream boy...