In the land of dreams it seems
While we drift into the light,
Folded into gaps of night,
I see my queen between the seams.
The stars below the sky above,
Mind wide open, eyes wide shut,
Blind by hope but what the fuck
What we’ve got goes up and up.
That’s it so quick into my mind
These songs I sing you’re like a glove,
So fit, so fine, such beauty, divine,
Your lips, your quips, your way so kind
The way that smile seems to shine,
Lights up this cold heart of mine