In I crept to the light...
In a dream one night.
Then I felt it...
something so right-
but then you asked me:

Why are you so obsessed with me?

...and I, like in life, was at a loss for words,
to be at your side is like nothing I've felt before
just hold my hand and look in my eyes
can you see this urge inside me...no...

No...you can't...
it's only a dream, but then you laughed at me:

How can you be so obsessed with me?

Carl Jung would be so excited...
but I, like in life, always search for words...
when all I believe blends with all that's absurd...
and with you I've found a secret state of mind...
do you see just how my emotions make me blind...no?