When the stars enter my lonely room
I prepare for a fun rest
A song drifts from slumberland
I become the audience for a sweet guitar
My heart sings along
Embracing the gentle night
I wonder if I can decorate the tea rose even more?
I want to be enveloped by its scent
Yet, in my lonely room, I wondered
If you were asleep yet
You chased after me until we made it to slumberland
You always amuse me
Even our eyes are smiling in the photographs
We took that memorable summer season
You always shine among my favorite things
The you of my dreams
Just the you of my dreams is fine