We’ve kept the dream alive for six months now.
What dream was it?
Our (my) dream of love.
Our (my) plans were never practical,
and now we can’t meet,
but we’ve kept the dream alive for six months now.
In former days, we had a lot to show
but always chose to stay in the closet
with our (my) secret love,
hotter than a firecracker;
but our (my) desires were sublimated
into a dream that we’ve kept alive
with music. Only God
themselves has a clue what we’re about,
keeping our jams alive for four years now—
as much joy as time allows,
but who measures?
We’ve kept the dream alive for six months now—
sweet dream of love.
