I've had these dreams,
But none seem to come true...

I must go down to the sea again
to the lonely sea and sky...

I cant give you up
like a moth to a flame...

I can see what the eyes cannot see,
I can hear what the ears cannot hear...

My heads in a spin,
I don't no where to begin...

The luscious settings indulge me
in the country side of paradise...

Moonlight so bright
as i feel the passion...

Moss submerging the moist rocks
as the fresh spring breeze...

The country air surrounds me everywhere, the scent...
like lavender on the hills...

If my dreams were to come true
i would forever want to be with you...

I love you from the bottom of my heart.
I love you in the poems i write...

Don't whisper love and dream
of wedding bells...