by David James DeFalco
Seeing your love through the window's moonlight,
A sweet dream together with you,
I held your hand in mine, your heart touched my soul.
My love grew 'cause I knew my love existed in you;
I gazed into your eyes, again your soul touched mine.
More beautiful than the night's starlight,
A falling star at twilight,
I shut my eyes to wish a dream this night,
We were together before the dawn of the first sunlight.