Another night slipping by,
sleepless it seemed,
but I was dreaming of you…
Moonlight glittering on my eyelashes
and words, words I've never heard you say,
said like you meant them, the way I would
say them to you if I had the chance.
Maybe a fantasy that will never come true
pushes me into falling into you, forces reality
into becoming irrelevant.
No matter what you say that snaps
my heart in halves and later pieces
it back together.
I hope you wield the cards you hold with a gentle care.
Because you could pull me down in
a torrent of tears and a storm of emotion
with just a few words, or you could
give me wings to fly like I never have before.
And I'd let you be my song, my music:
dance into this chilled night air,
I can't see the moon tonight because I
am blinded by other bright passions
called clouds, but I can see the stars
and for once they aren't laughing at me.
I was dreaming of you…
and though you weren't dreaming of me,
I believed in you.