Dream on!

So  much I hate to wake up and kill you

And be the murderer of my own serenity.

Though everyday brings me to reality 

And every night dooms it to glory

This overrated life seems so incomplete

Without that stupendous time with you.

You knock when the day ends 

And pioneer the elegant times 

The green fields and the windmills

The blue stream and the april lilies

Ah! it is no dream and its real!

Or am I just dreaming against dream?

When I wake up to embrace the dawn

I know my heart would condole me

I know you're still just a dream 

And though melancholy lingers

There is no harm not to touch you

And there is no harm just to see you.