All around me the moment is gleaming, so right

Still I'm softy outspoken by dreams I hold tight

Though my conscience is pure and my mind is on track

I refuse to leak open the dreams I dammed back

Because I would see but your face in my mind

Believing these dreams, any place, any time

I have you at hand, the feeling is strong

Held onto myself, this is where I belong

You don't need a man who's content with desire

You feed off the smoke, find no warmth there, no fire

A precious-held dream is so right in my head

An incomplete feeling, like you in my bed

It would be so nice if it could just be true

But I'm barred when I turn my intentions to you

They are so good-feeling, but feeling is all

I will have when you leave me for him in the fall