My head starts whirring, searching so deep.
What will I dream about; who will be there?
Who will be watching me; who will stare?
Will I meet you again in the same place as last;
Will I finallly find out who you are, and about your past?
You're just a body with no face to see,
Maybe the woman of my dreams you will be.
Everynight we meet to talk about stuff,
Not knowing who you are is kinda tough.
Why am I meeting you everynight in this place,
You walk up and talk to me with so much grace
Could it be you are the one,
THe one I will end up with and have too much fun?
Maybe someday I will find out if I'm right,
I'll see you again in my dreams tonight.
I'll meet you again in that place in my head,
Because you are the reason I go to bed.