The Dreaming Girl In Me

From the heart we all cry
For joy and pain
From the heart we all smile
And love

All the sadness and the pain I've felt
All the happiness and joy I've felt
After the time goes by
All is in the past
Bitter sweet pastel memories

All the books my father gave to me
All the books I gave to you my love
Each time the book is closed
Story's left behind
And I get lost alone

When I was young I believed
There was a Sun that goes up and a Sun
That goes down in my heart
I always thought they were two things
The Moon and the stars in the night
Where the same lights
That lit up the streets
They were the same to my young eyes

Tears of sadness and the tears of joy

After crying it is all the same
It all come down to the thought
Those tears are from the heart
The goodness that we share
From our heart

All the mornings when I think of you
All the evenings when I feel for you
You bring out the poet in me
Philosopher too my dear
The dreaming girl in me

You bring out the best in me
You bring the dream to me

You bring the dream to me