The Dreamer

when i wake up in the morning
i hear the most beautiful sound
she breathes, she breathes
when i'm looking at my angel
surrounded in roses in my bed
i hear the loudest voice in my head
saying nothing of this will come true
before your dead

i know this is just a dream, and i will stay
to be here with my lady everyday
i have to wake up, but i won't i'd rather die

her beautiful eyes are open
i can feel her heart beat
she dreams, sweet dreams
when i touch her lips on mine
and taste her salty skin
i'm reminded that this all must end
and i have to wait all day to see her