He Is My Dream

My life was bland and greyBefore he rode into itLong tiring sighs for days to end

Now my heart screams!"Look, see, I've found him. The catcher of my sighs!"He's chained my heart to his voiceI can't run away from his smileHe paints my dreams and waking momentsMy hear laid out a million miles. Rainy days are like summer heatsIn this game of love my resistance is losingHe's like nothing I have felt beforeA voice of calm he hasTempting and soothing.In the pocket of my mindI carry himHe'll never fallI resist but he's my guilty pleasureMy sin.My world is brighter and more colourfulHe's in my world nowHe has become, my vivid dream.