Dream

I’ve got some thoughts last night, before I went to bed,
I saw your eyes and voice of yours I heard ahead.
That was the most magnificent event that happened to my heart,
I saw your beautiful blue eyes! Please save me Jesus Christ.

I heard that voice of yours so sweet, I wish I were a bee,
I had a feeling I could make some honey out of it.
I even dared in my dream to slightly touch your hand,
Please save me Jesus dear Christ don’t let me loose my mind.

I wish I also were a wind, so I could touch your face
Become a breeze to cool you down when it’s hot
And warm you up although I’m just a heat from Greece.
I asked myself so many times: "Who should I be and what?"

To find the way to be with you and never miss that chance.
When suddenly you slowly moved your lovely lips
And whispered me DO NOT to play in "Mister Right",
But just to be a real Man with heart filled up with love.


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