David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
David Myles
In the nighttime
When you’re falling asleep
Is there even a chance
That you’re thinking of me
Is there even a shot
A shot in the dark
That you’re longing to be held
Held in my arms
What would I have to do
To make a dream like that come true
What would I have to say
To make that dream come true someday
Am I a fool?
Maybe I am
But I’m a fool who believes
That he ought to be your man
What would I have to do
To make a dream like that come true
What would I have to say
To make that dream come true someday
Tell me would you beg
Like a fool
Tell me would you break
I would break all of the rules
I would do anything that I had to do
If it would mean that my dream would come true
I’m holding you, you’re holding me
I’m holding you, you’re holing me too
I’m kissing you, you’re kissing me
I’m kissing you, you’re kissing me too
I’m loving you, you’re loving me
I’m loving you, you’re loving me too
I’m holding you, you’re kissing me
I’m kissing you, you’re loving me too
I’m loving you, I’m kissing you
You’re holding me, I’m loving you…
What would I have to do
To make a dream like that come true
What would I have to say
To make that dream come true someday