Endless Life Of Dreams

<p>If you were the mother of my children, the woman in my bed<br/>The wife I always wanted, the lover I clothed and fed<br/>If you were the muse of inspiration, the candle in my night<br/>The queen of my intentions everything would be all right</p><p>But you&#39;re not a woman I&#39;ve held and kissed<br/>And in truth you possibly don&#39;t even exist<br/>And as real as all this sometimes seems<br/>I&#39;m afraid it&#39;s just an endless life of dreams</p><p>You&#39;re the focus of my passion and I&#39;ve always felt you near<br/>You&#39;re the art and film and fashion of the music that I hear<br/>You&#39;re the fragrance in my garden beyond my fingertips<br/>You&#39;re the sun on my horizon, you&#39;re the sail upon my ship </p><p>But you&#39;re not a woman I&#39;ve held and kissed<br/>And in truth you probably don&#39;t exist<br/>And as real as all this sometimes seems<br/>I&#39;m afraid its just an endless life of dreams</p><p>To breathe and to live, to grow and to give<br/>To dream and to laugh and to cry<br/>The mysteries of God, the sorrows of time<br/>I am listening for the love song for the harmony and rhyme </p><p>Life stretched out before me on a road that leads to you<br/>You&#39;re the reason I keep hoping this kind of love is true<br/>No one understands my faithfulness or the way you make me feel<br/>It doesn&#39;t matter if I find you, it doesn&#39;t matter if you&#39;re real</p><p>But you&#39;re not a woman I&#39;ve held and kissed<br/>And in truth you probably don&#39;t even exist<br/>And as real as all this sometimes seems<br/>I&#39;m afraid its just an endless life of dreams</p>