I dream a white bright light In endless fevered night birdwing [bad word] across my back, you say to me
You could be my love 
The green Sar-F-gasso Sea You're lying next to me You could be my love, you could be my love

I dream of starfish bright
Or horses in the sea
They sparkle back at me and you say
What you waiting for?

The madness to set in
The orchestra begins
Well you could be my love, you could be my love (you could be my love)

BREAK

Across the shining seas
you're caried on the breeze
The fiddler starts his tune, the sirens sing (?)
You could be my love

You could be my love
You could be my love
You could be my love, you could be my love

You could be my love
You could be my love
You could be my love, You could be my love

You could be my love
You could be my love
You could be my love, You could be my love