And when I wake up from this dream and find you never were
here, will you promise to come someday, so I know our love is true?
Those angel wings remind me of the light that shines in your
eyes in the yesterday of tomorrow; can you glance at me once more so I can feel
its radiant warmth?
And when I fall and finally awake in darkness, and shiver
back to sleep, can you put your strength around me, and give me calm and peace?
And when daytime comes again and I toil and forget you, will
you show your face in a cloudy sky and remind me to find the end of another
day?
And as years go by, if we still be apart, I ask one
more thing for my lonely heart: Never disregard the story we’ve imagined, for
it may be the only story we were meant to tell.
