Before I met her I was just a broken-winged bird that could not fly It was forever night I could not see the stars Now I can dream my words write the words that I dream She is the dream that came true we live in each others dreams Dream lover lies sleeping in Summer slumber wrapped in tender night Soft Spanish Moss is her pillow the twilight lingers in her dreamy eyes My young lover lies dreaming perfect moonlight silently dances I touch her hand smell her hair night stillness rests in her palms Morning comes curtains open the scent of Magnolia young lover Nestles next to me I kiss her warm delicious breath So falls Summer my young love cuddles me the room fills with morning..