Many sleepless nights have been wasted this year br For the purpose of picking up pieces to cohere br Pieces of a dream infinite in its splendor br Its splendor, its grandeur, its brilliance, its wonder br A dream in a field of infinite gold br And an infinite blue sky to behold br With soft whispers of clouds to highlight the sun br And a single green hill facing the ocean br Topped with a kind old apple tree br With branches offering food for free br And under the tree the grass tickled our feet br As we pranced barefoot picking apples to eat br Her giggles echoing through the bright summer day br Outlined by bird song and the apple tree’s sway br Hours would pass fast and unnoticed br As we stared at each other with love at its purest br The sun would set softly into the sea br And I would settle into her arms slowly br Speaking verses of my love for her and her soul br She would cry tears for what I had just stole br Pleading with me to take care of her heart br For many times it had been torn apart br I answer with an honest nod and we kiss in moonlight br And my heart would dance to the twinkling starlight br But as I drew away I would wake with a snap br From the dream where I got to lay my head in her lap.