The Dreamer

When i wake up in the morning
I hear the most beautiful sound
She breathes, she breathes
When i'm looking at my angel
Surrounded in roses in my bed
I hear the loudest voice in my head
Saying nothing of this will come true
Before your dead

I know this is just a dream, and i will stay
To be here with my lady everyday
I have to wake up, but i won't i'd rather die

Her beautiful eyes are open
I can feel her heart beat
She dreams, sweet dreams
When i touch her lips on mine
And taste her salty skin
I'm reminded that this all must end
And i have to wait all day to see her