Touch me,
know me,
come to me
and just let me see...

the one I long for so long,
the one I came to search for,
that every man makes it wrong,
In my own feelings and dreams...

Walking and dazzled,
thinking and day dreaming,
falling and crying,
from the inside screaming...

Forever following feeling,
staying alone,
is the cause of all the dreaming,
before you enchanted me and left me...

I MISS You,
(even though, You maybe don't exist).
I NEED You!
(When maybe all You are is just fantasy).
I WANT You,
(when all I can do is make You up).
I MUST HAVE You!
(When You maybe only exist made of dreams).

I want to touch You,
I want to kiss You,
I want to feel You up really good
Like my own really longing mood.

Because what HE did to me,
(Doesn't feel like a dream).
Because what he said to me,
(Can't be just fake to me).
Because of what I could dream or see,
(Can't just made by just me).
And because It felt just so real,
(I REFUSE to admit it's fake).

{Because you are the only one,
That ever made me feel that good}