When we’re together times are good,
Which makes it hard to be apart.
The more my joy when I’m with you,
The more the anguish in my heart.
Sometimes I think if we were one
There’d be a paradise unending:
No loneliness or jealous fears,
Just two unearthly passions blending.
Of course I know that’s just a dream,
But dreams build homes of stone and steel.
Someday we’ll buy our house of dreams,
And then our heaven will be real.