I think I made you up inside my head
and dreamed that you bewitched me into bed,
and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(Lovers and madmen have such seething brains!)
I think I made you up inside my head.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I lift my lids and all is born again,
though arbitrary blackness gallops in.
These scatterings of fantasy and bliss
are bright delusions lightened by a kiss.
I think I made you up inside my head.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
Dreams and desires never come to pass.
I could.... I should.... be more than such an ass.
The course of true love never did run smooth...
....the crush between two lips.... the jumbled thighs!
Love is a maladroit caress of sweet
desire. Oh, what fools these mortals be!
Their dark delusions lightened by a kiss
....caress.....all coddled in their memories....
a scattering of fantasies and dreams.
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains.
Love is not with the eyes but with the mind!
The will of man is by his reason swayed,
but reason and love keep little company.
a dark delusion lightened by a kiss
....caress.....all coddled in a memory....
a scattering of fantasies and dreams