Of all the things that I dream of

The burnt sienna plains, the pure white dove

There's only one thing that matters to me

That I can have you, and set you free

I want you to be in my bedtime prayer

And sing songs about romance when nobody's there

I want you to see the colors of night

And of every feeling, know that this one is right

I want you on a hot summer's day

I want you to talk 'till the sun melts away

I want you in the cold winter's frost

I want you to know, in my arms you're not lost

I want you to feel the same things as I

I want you to join me beneath a darkening sky

I want you to show me the things that you hide

I want you to feel in you a deep sense of pride

I want you to fly to the bright silver stars

I want you to keep every moment that's ours

I want you to drink from the cheapest of wines

I want you to wait in the longest of lines

I want you to learn of the tragic poets past

I want you to see the majestic ship's mast

I want you to sail to the heavens in my dreams

I want you rip apart all of these seams

I want you on the most comfortable cruise

I want you to know in my heart you'll not lose

I want you to sleep on a bed made of clouds

I want you to see through the darkness that shrouds

I want you to know you're an angel inside

I want you to know there's no reason to hide

I want you to kiss me when timing is wrong

I want you to hold me when these hours seem long

I want you to write on a napkin a song

And if there is music, you should sing along

I want you to read from the scriptures of time

I want you to know that forever you're mine

And from these quaint dreams, I can decide

That what I want is for you to not hide

The sienna plains, the purest white dove

And of these things, you're the one that I love