She is the Dreamer 

Kill the horror of the past 
Break the terror made of glass
End the sadness make it pass 
For the lady that I love 

I'll hold her close and tenderly
Give her flowers, land and trees
I'll take her to the sounding sea 
And love her all my life 

Feel my comfort see my dream 
Find the tender midnight streams 
I know these places are your dreams 
Live this passion now 

Lift  your face to feel the warmth
Raise your hands up to the sun
Weave a dream surpassed by none
Dear lady that I love

I thought the dreams I dreamed were mine
I thought the life I lived on the line 
I thought the soul of  me was fine
Dear dreamer  it was  you 

  © Paul Viel 2001 

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