There is a face in my dreams.
She lives in a place that I’ve never seen.
She speaks direct to my heart.
She bids me to come but I don’t know how.
And she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
The kind of woman who only lives in a dream.
Big white house in a meadow next to a stream.
She sees something deep inside of me.
And they’re my dreams;
They’re my dreams.
She is at home in a dress.
Her elegant line so ample and fine.
She wants to lay in my arms,
But she’s a dream and I’m so far away.
I’m so far away.
She’s trapped in a dream from yesterday.
There are so many things I wish I could say.
She is my dream and I hope that she can stay.
Because she’s my dream;
She’s my dream.
Misty eyes of love,
Our desire fits like a glove.
I hold her face in my hands
Look into her eyes and she’s like the sands of time.
A love that will last for all time.
Pure and simply sublime.
She somehow understands who I am.
Living in a dream, I do all that I can…
For my dream girl;
For my dream girl.
Music/ Lyrics: Bobby Dunn