He lives inside me
Secret....small...intrusive
Sometimes he steals
My dreams
Closing my eyes, I see him
Running, falling on a beach
Where the sea is always blue
He collects the sea shells
To build me castles in the air
And offer me wondrous journeys
He lives inside me
Secret....small...intrusive
Sometimes he steals
My dreams
His hair curly, and so soft
His two hands just like yours
No longer release what they hold
He brings me back to my springtime
And just the same as when you're glad