It was the happiest dream
that you and I have been in.
and we're driving in Maine.
It's so in credibly beautiful
I don't know where to begin.
We're driving in to the night
and from a magical height
They're hanging up in the sky
like a pair of contented balloons.
And as we stare into space
I turn to look at your face
And you kiss me, all in an instant,
inside of a wonderful dream.
Oh, I remember two orange moons,
rise in the sky to the sound of looms.
It was the kind of a dream
The open road and the dot
the crispy smell in the air of the pines,
the overwhelming sensation,
you're up and awake everywhere.
And when we look in the sky,
they're getting higher and higher,
There's one for you and for me,
and impossibly, both of them gleam.
And I am holding your hand for eternity
And you're beginning to say
If only it really had happened
If only it all really happened
But of course, it was only a dream
It was only a dream, it was only a dream
but of course it was only