Vivid Dreams of Faded Jeans

There you were right up there Front and center stage I looked at you from where I sat All senses did engage My eyes fixed on your movements My ears locked on your song Vanilla rosebuds in the air Embraced and held me long I tasted of your sweetness Your voice a voice that calls It grips my inner being And echoes through its halls The jeans you wore were faded You always wear them well Thoughts of you persuaded But to you I won't tell Lately I've been writing Lots of different things Most of them are love songs Through words is how I sing They're just my way of saying The things I want to say Uno, you know, very much And it's the only way Where I can get to give you Some little petit fours Tiny bite sized pieces Of sweets from my heart's stores And though I sense I'm slowing down Don't take that to mean I still won't write them now and then Because of you I still do dream