If I could make dreams,
I would dive and swim.
Against the bluish waves that carries
The girl of my daydreams.
If I could make dreams,
I would glide and skim.
Over the smooth ice that hovers
An elegant figure so slim.
If I could make dreams,
I would tremble and steam.
Lean on an arm that has
A touch so soft and warm.
If I could make dreams,
I would swing and team,
Upon a court that fills
With her laughing and vim.
