He is a dream

He is a dream , my true love
Who dares not show his face to me
In the living day ,
So while I shut my eyes to sleep
I see him.

Yes , he is my dream
So you cannot say this or that
It is my dream
And I shall have it
As I like it

Oh , when the closets of my mind
I remember , his face , his smile
His voice , his eyes or his lies
I remember him , though it tries
To forgive a dream

He is a dream , my dream
So flattering sweet , so desperately beautiful
When I shut my eyes , heaven shines
To dream him .
My dream.