Endless Life Of Dreams

If you were the mother of my children, the woman in my bed

The wife I always wanted, the lover I clothed and fed

If you were the muse of inspiration, the candle in my night

The queen of my intentions everything would be all right

But you're not a woman I've held and kissed

And in truth you possibly don't even exist

And as real as all this sometimes seems

I'm afraid it's just an endless life of dreams

You're the focus of my passion and I've always felt you near

You're the art and film and fashion of the music that I hear

You're the fragrance in my garden beyond my fingertips

You're the sun on my horizon, you're the sail upon my ship

But you're not a woman I've held and kissed

And in truth you probably don't exist

And as real as all this sometimes seems

I'm afraid its just an endless life of dreams

To breathe and to live, to grow and to give

To dream and to laugh and to cry

The mysteries of God, the sorrows of time

I am listening for the love song for the harmony and rhyme

Life stretched out before me on a road that leads to you

You're the reason I keep hoping this kind of love is true

No one understands my faithfulness or the way you make me feel

It doesn't matter if I find you, it doesn't matter if you're real

But you're not a woman I've held and kissed

And in truth you probably don't even exist

And as real as all this sometimes seems

I'm afraid its just an endless life of dreams