I close my eyes and what do I see
A dream, a hope, a fantasy
A cherished look, a longed for touch
A whispered promise and more as such
These things they flit on gossamer wings
They brush my mind and my heart doth sing
Reality melts as melodies sigh
My soul takes flight with a heartfelt cry
Fly my soul, fly my heart
From this cold life i pray depart
Searching for a passing dream
Looking for the perfect scheme
But as the time does pass, I come to see
It's a dream, a hope, a fantasy !