In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was your lips s’embrasser mine.
In my dreams, toi whispered to me.
I my dreams, it was us holding hands.
In my dreams, it was your cœur, coeur to mine.
In my dreams, it was my cœur, coeur to yours.
In my dreams, your l’amour belonged to me.
In my dreams, I belonged to you.
In my dreams, it was us and them.
In my dreams, I could handle what life threw at us
because I had you, and toi had my heart.
In my dreams, it was us against the world.
In my dreams, none of it mattered.
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was toi and me.
In my dreams, it was your lips s’embrasser mine.
In reality, it was always her.
In my dreams, it was your lips s’embrasser mine.
In my dreams, toi whispered to me.
I my dreams, it was us holding hands.
In my dreams, it was your cœur, coeur to mine.
In my dreams, it was my cœur, coeur to yours.
In my dreams, your l’amour belonged to me.
In my dreams, I belonged to you.
In my dreams, it was us and them.
In my dreams, I could handle what life threw at us
because I had you, and toi had my heart.
In my dreams, it was us against the world.
In my dreams, none of it mattered.
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was toi and me.
In my dreams, it was your lips s’embrasser mine.
In reality, it was always her.
