Dear Dream Boyfriend.

Keys on the piano black and white.
Tune up the drums, string the guitars.
Get up to the microphone.
Can you hear them when they call our name?

You're like the wind that's by my window pane.
You're screaming my name.
I've always been the song you're whispering.

(Baby whisper to me.)

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?

First time we met, it was pretty strange,
and I was way out of my comfort zone,
and seeing your frown only made things worse.

I was so insecure.
It was nothing like what I was used to
but thank God I was there and he knew you.

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?
Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?

You are that forbidden fruit
that if I picked, I would lose.
I don't want to, I don't want to.
Your eyes, I swear they don't lie.
They give me butterflies.
I don't want to, I don't want to.

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?
Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?
Would you hold me if I told you the truth?

Would you hear me if I called you in my sleep?