Well, it was wintertime

in New York City,

absentee landlord.

Ah, but our hearts

were filled with loving.

Heat of love

was all we could afford.

We were going to live forever

and live for our love

and I swore I’d never

forsake a love that only love

could make me worthy of.

 

Across the years,

I hear you calling.

I fell hard

and I’m still fallen,

fallen through this world

until, at last, it seems

all I have to catch me

is this net of dreams.

So, if your dream-come-true

has me waiting there for you,

I will be waiting all night long.

 

All night long,

I feel your heartbeat.

All night long,

and your body heat.

All night long,

and your breath so sweet.

All night long.

If your dream-come-true

has me waiting there for you,

I will be waiting all night long.

 

In my dreams,

the mimosa smells so sweet

and the crickets speak of love

and your body

shining up from sheets

reflects the moon above.

 

Roll over, babe,

give me one more kiss.

Do I spend my life dreaming

of moments like this?

It’s a crime.

Why did I find you at a time

when my heart wasn’t mine to give?

 

Across the years,

I hear you calling.

I fell hard

and I’m still fallen,

fallen through this world

until, at last, it seems

all I have to catch me

is this net of dreams.

So, if your dream-come-true

has me waiting there for you,

I will be waiting all night long.

 

All night long,

I feel your heartbeat.

All night long,

and your body heat.

All night long,

ah, your breath so sweet.

All night long.

If your dream-come-true

has me waiting there for you,

I will be waiting all night long.

 

© 2017 Echotongue Music