I have seen you in the last night, you were the one for my dreams, but I woke up and you weren't there anymore, but it was so beautiful with you. Tell me, are you somewhere in reality, or are you just floating through dreams between space and time? Are you perhaps too beautiful to be real? I was hoping to see you in the café, and to walk through crowds of people. You are everywhere, no matter where I look. Imagine that I walk next to you. Your face is everywhere, but unfortunately you aren't. Maybe I'll dream of you again tonight, then you'll be close to me. I feel your breath, I feel your skin, you looked into my soul and my heart. I've never seen a man like you before. You even smile at me from the Lidl columns and sit across from me in the tram. You follow me everywhere and I still think of you. I was hoping to see you in the newspaper, maybe you'll stand in front of me. You are everywhere, no matter where I look. Imagine that I walk next to you. Your face is everywhere, but unfortunately you aren't. Maybe I'll dream of you again tonight. I was hoping to see you in the newspaper, maybe you'll stand in front of me. You are everywhere, no matter where I look. Imagine that I walk next to you. Your face is everywhere, but unfortunately you aren't. Maybe I'll dream of you again tonight. You are everywhere, no matter where I look. Imagine that I walk next to you. Your face is everywhere, but unfortunately you aren't. Maybe I'll dream of you again tonight. You are everywhere, no matter where I look. Imagine that I walk next to you. You are everywhere, no matter where I look. Imagine that I walk next to you. You are everywhere. You are everywhere. You are everywhere.