The clock strikes twelve, I lay on the bed numb,
Drifting into the dreams, where my heart’s wishes come to play.

Dreams are nothing but wishes of the heart,
Draws me closer, to someone,
Unknown to me, who thou art.

A pain so tender, like love it felt,
Soothing and calming, at the same time,
A sweet dessert and a chilli along,
Bewildered I felt, dizzy like a spell,
Ringing in me were a thousand bells.

Standing at the brim, I saw him walk towards me,
Like a home he felt and calm as the sea,
Tenderness in eyes and hands to hold me,
Longing was I and cold was he.