As the night grows old and the morning adorns,
We say our good nights and our feelings are reborn.
I close my eyes and I greet you again.
We spend the night together dreaming of when
We’ve loved each other like it’s the latest trend,
And cuddled up until the movie’s end.

It’s sweet dreams like these that I mindlessly accrue,
Yet again my reality is blurred by her wandering coo.
I now see no difference between what is fake
And what is true.
It’s sweet dreams like these that I’m always put through.