3.

Imaginings are often sweeter than the truth
But without them would we ever know the real
And what is the truth that we would grasp
As time flies and moments change, what do we feel
Bitter memories fade and the good gain richer glow
And I have imagined you for so long, right or wrong
I have thought of you
I have dreamt of you
A time or two
Dreams to make you blush
And wish that I might hear you say
I touched your heart within your dreams
A feeling more real than imaginings
And you knew, as I do too
That this dream of love is true